Paying Attention

Oh, the fat in this cream! –
such densely caloric euphoric
intensity – plopping off spoons:

no relief! Some cow jumped
over your moons – and arrived:
sat, intact, an immutable fact,

with a moo, in your lap. You are
up to your udders in beef
and in butter: no way you won't

weigh half a ton. Yet your mouth’s
gaping wide: you’re not done.
Paying attention is fun.