#flippingapancake
I flip the pancake over like
you've flipped my love for you.
The skillet hot with butter
and a splash of oil.
The batter becomes thick,
flattening on one side
raising before falling.
The edges becoming crisp,
a mix of heart and soul
and all the simple, consistent
consideration in between.
When I am alone, I can make
the perfect pancake.
But when someone is watching,
I flip the batter too soon.
The circle is broken, and the batter
bakes unevenly on the skillet.
It still doesn't take away from the taste.
Sometimes, I still feel like a fool.
All it takes is the heat of reciprocation
whether the spatula is cheap or
expensive.
I eat it anyway,
just like you've flipped my love for you.
I brought a better spatula.
I'll drizzle you in butter and syrup,
and eat until I can't anymore.
Nov 28, 2024
Nov 28, 2024 at 2:24 AM UTC