Uplifting, prose, flash fiction, optimism

Tune your forks to a pitch that
carves a melody for dessert
but first turn left at
bifurcate word-play, not word-work
dig up happy fruits
manoeuvre your mind
to branches that lift
you can bend your thoughts
to stick to your masterly chops
grab your dishy best self
before it runs away with the spoon

Friday fictioneers, Skywatch Friday, Look Up Look Down,

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