VANILLA

It is
VANILLA
not red
not green
but VANILLA
not horse
not screwdriver
but VANILLA
VANILLA
in its morality
VANILLA
in its monstrosity
VANILLA
in its addiction to chocolate ice cream
and the parrot cries
and the drummer boy screams
and it is all
just
VANILLA

Face Punchy

You are very
face punchy today
with your suit
and your briefcase
and your vanilla chai latte
and the condescending way
you talk to the barista
as you text somebody
to prove to us all
how busy and important you are
My fist longs
to punch your face
which is calling to it
begging for the sweetness of that punch
and the thunderous applause
that would follow it
Alas
you are leaving
and I am left
with my dreams
of punching your face
not with the reality
of having done so