My Best Is Poisonous

love boils down 
to ordinary minutes and hours
it is hard to escape 
from the mundane 
of food, sleep 
and bathroom trips

it makes it harder 
to please you
when my cooking always
falls short of your mother's

the only thing I manage better
is baking cakes
which turns out to be
a slow murder
to the diabetic you

16 thoughts on “My Best Is Poisonous”

1. Such a perfectly disguised poison … and maybe his mother’s cooking made him into a diabetic ..

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   1. That’s a possibility

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      1. My twisted mind Cassa ..

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2. Haha! The ending is a sugary one. That’s the best way to slay. 🙂

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   1. Best way to slay indeed….

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3. Brilliant 🖤 🖤

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4. Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

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5. The ending is deliciously evil!

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   1. 🤭😁

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6. hahaha, I love this Cassa!! so clever!
   Blessings! ♥♥

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   1. Thanks Ana! 😊

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7. You are so funny, mine is scones Cassa. Great piece. ❤️🤗🦋

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   1. Fresh scones with jam…hmmmm

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      1. I know right. Merry Christmas Cassa. I am sending you lots of love, hugs, appreciation for your friendship. It is a blessing to know you and your work. Sending love, Joni ❤️🤗🦋🎄

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      2. Such as your friendship Joni! May your cup overflow with God’s abundant love.

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      3. Thank you dear friend. Thank you for that it means so much. ❤️🤗🦋🎄🙏

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