—BABY TURN IT UP, BABY TURN IT UP

Cake

 

I’m staring at it 

the cake I made 

for your birthday 

that year we had 

too many friends  

in our cramped walkup 

so we snuck away and 

had frantic animal 

three-minute sex in 

the bathroom 

every single tile shaking  

but that cake’s 

still here on the 

counter by your 

Starbucks cup

the frosting has hardly 

melted at all