FAIRY CAKES

I want to eat stale fairy cakes

Crushing silver balls in my molars

Annihilating all hopes of sophistication

Crumbling among old mercurial fillings 

Soft sponge dried out around the edges

Icing white - cheap as my failings

Sprinkles faded by the dampening air

In the colours of my indecision

‘Vegetable’ fat with solvents

Sugar dissolved; acid, hydroxide and sulphur

Flour stripped bare, refined

I know it’s bad for me

But how the wrapper shimmers

And it’s what the fairies eat

And right now I want to fly

Sitting with my legs

In old leggings like a jungle cat

Thinned from the constant cycles

Of unaccomplished goals 

Going round and round in enzymes

Trying to dissolve the tough grease

Of my inherent disorders

Factors which bind my ingredients

Together like pasteurised whole egg 

Leopard print is back in fashion again

And they’re not cup cakes 

They're FAIRY CAKES