Yesterday
I had my first taste
of blue velvet cake,
and my life is forever changed.

She handed it to me
on a plastic plate
that was found
on the side of the room
and she smiled.

I ate softly
in the center of the room
with no one
paying any mind.
We talked
and she explained
the origins of the cake.

I didn’t care
about what she said
but was captivated nonetheless.
I wanted to focus
on anything other
than the corpse in the coffin
at the opposite corner of the room.

She offered
something other than cake
yesterday
when my life was changed
forever
but
she had little to do with it.