Thursday, May 17, 2012

Pocket Freud

Sublimate.
Chocolate cake.
Lick the plate
clean.

15 comments:

Brian Miller said...

up in smoke...i dunno where the chocolate cake went...smiles....licking the plate clean gets rid of all the evidence as well...smiles.

Fireblossom said...

Got to love that title.

hedgewitch said...

I hope that bit of psychoanalysis was gratis, Dr. Zen--I can't afford a real shrink, but you hit the nail on the head for my neurosis.

PattiKen said...

Oh, yeah. I feel better already, Doctor Zen.

Sylvia K said...

Yep, I agree with PattiKen, I feel better, too, Doctor Zen!!

Lolamouse said...

Now do "transference!"

Tara R. said...

Is there any other way to eat chocolate cake?

Shawna said...

I think Freud wears his pockets front and center.

Laurie Kolp said...

Yummy!

Kerry O'Connor said...

And why not? It's Friday - we all deserve a bit of chocolate cake for surviving another week.

Claudia said...

ha...you don't have to tell me twice..smiles

Daydreamertoo said...

Anything chocolate and I'd lick the plate clean too!

Steve Isaak said...

Thanks for the smile - effective write, awesome in modest tones (which, for me, is what poetry's all about).

Fred Rutherford said...

Nice.

Mary said...

Sounds damned good to me!