LPiA-25 Nov. 7

[dukealien]

Shelf Life

The mushroom clouds
bloomed above our cities
leaving only
cockroaches and engineered sponge cake
filled with sweetened, stabilized fat
that still couldn't be called food,
but it did survive.
Apples could melt on trees,
but sorbic acid and Polysorbate 60 were eternal.
Perhaps we were spared by the chemicals within us,
joined with the roaches
in this cream-filled wasteland.

Last week I had an early morning appointment at the bank. I made a quick coffee in a to-go mug, grabbed a cupcake someone at work had given my wife for Halloween, and ran out the door. Wasn't till I got home when my wife pointed out the BLUE DYE on my lips from the cupcake. I'd gone to my appointment like that (like I'd been making out with Smurfette) and no one said a word. Ah those healthy blue dyes. At least they make for stories. I'd like to see this one up for crit after November. I have a few thoughts.

How many of the people who saw you had read "Cat's Cradle?"