A Poem for Fiona Kinsella

I wrote a poem inspired by C Magazine's article on Fiona Kinsella's cake work. mmmmmmMMmmmmm it was also inspired by finding a beautifully kept old book of Nonsense by Edward Lear in someone's sidewalk giveaway garbage on Henri-Julien.




Here it is:
In Deutsch

Die SchwarzwälderkirschtortemitdenAugen sieht mich an.
Es folgt mir durch den Raum, grell behutsam auf meine Gabel und Löffel.

Stop it SchwarzwälderkirschtortemitdenAugen! oder ich fresse dich

Wimpern und Tränen und Gericht und alle.

Englisch

The Black-forest-cake-with-eyes is looking at me.
It follows me about the room, glaring warily at my fork and spoon.

Stop it Black-forest-cake-with-eyes s! or I will eat you up
Eyelashes and tears and judgement and all.