Like a Stack of Pancakes

Like a Stack of Pancakes

Chauncey paused midway to the washer…

“I keep on shopping God

I just can’t stop!

I’m piling up all the wrong things,

from cotton to fleece!

I need you like a stack of pancakes…

your great syrupy goo.

Make me not want another outfit until the only one is you.

I’m suffering behind a Russel Athletic sweatsuit deluge!

I didn’t need the different colors of butterfly print stretch pants too!

Yellow, red, pink, and blue

My hand itched to spend rich

Mend my open wound of impulses

with your sword mighty stitch!"

Written and Ilustrated by:

Almavida 2011