While Gazing through the glass,
gloriousness is displayed.
Hypnotic swirls and twirls
of puff and crumbly greatness
Alternating layers
of flaky and gooey lusciousness.
“A warm cinnamon roll
with your latte today, sir?”
“No, thanks. but I’ll take a
stale cream cheese bagel por favor.”
Inspiration for this ironic piece is from our break period last class. I figured ten minutes would be a solid amount of time to get super grande latte, but I was mistaken and strolled into class a few minutes late. Embarrassing? Yes. Worth it? Not a chance. Once Dr. Chambers gave us the green light, I dashed over to CC’s. Which, while on that note, “CC’s” is an abbreviation or term of reference which thoroughly confuses me because there is no personal possession or pluralizing “Community Coffee”. Confuses me as much as those acne medication commercials that claim to turn a pizza face into Leonardo DiCaprio. Aside from that, I went over to get my latte and was asked the question of if I wanted to add anything to my coffee. One day I’ll say “No, if I wanted one I would have ordered it”, but this time I felt like being kind. However, leading up to my purchase there were two cinnamon rolls calling my name and waiting to be devoured. As R. Kelly says “my mind was telling me no, but my body was telling me yes.” Moment of truth came; do I want a cinnamon roll? I cracked, and asked for a cream cheese bagel. As my mouth was salivating over this glorious looking cinnamon roll, I got a less healthy choice in a fully loaded cream cheese bagel. What was I thinking? Regardless, I lived with my decision and headed back to class. Swiftly strutting, I took a bite out of that bagel and quickly realized that I was victim of last week’s reject batch that the manager just happened to slip back into the case. At that moment I introduced the stale bagel to a trashcan that looked like it hadn’t eaten for days. My journey to CC’s was complete, I walked into class infuriated and embarrassed.
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ReplyDeleteI’m a big fan of the humor in the stream-of-consciousness-like inner monologue part of your post. Casual and seamless, your words flow easily and create any slice of life moment into a compelling narrative.
ReplyDeleteOne of the worst things in the world is being in the mood for a particular item of food, but then for some reason (better judgement, maybe?) choosing to forego the craving and get something else. Every time this happens to me, I regret the decision so adamantly that I discard the second-choice food item and have to be in a sour mood for a couple of minutes. Listen to your gut. Really. This piece was funny.
ReplyDeleteThe prose paragraph is working better than this version of the poem. If you're inclined to keep working on it, you might try using some of the text from the paragraph in the poem. Remember to engage the reader's senses (we can't taste gloriousness or greatness or lusciousness). I like the random pop culture references, the tangent on CC's. Poetry is often found in such leaps.
ReplyDeleteIn regards to the poem, something I really liked was all of the alliteration in the first stanza--gazing, glass, gloriousness--and L-sounds throughout. Basically, the sounds are great.
ReplyDeleteThe prose bit was hilarious. I mean, I was actually laughing as I read it, so good job there. I could picture everything going on, and I could feel the frustration. However, I was separate from it, making the piece humorous.