it is the simple moments such as imagining kernels of corn popping into soft fluffy white treats.

melted butter and salt leaving oily fingers

and a wonderful taste in the mouth.

potato chips and dip

cheese or onion or clam or guacamole or, or, or, anything with the ability to cling

soup

steak

lobster

ice cream

in this fucked up world at least there is still great things to imagine

and eat.