so the feels when you eat
a nice noontime cookie
then awhile after that
suddenly decide to drive
to breakfast
and you sit outside
and eat omelette with hot sauce
and hit mocha so much so
that the 96 degree
weather and the forest fire smoke
lull you to sleep
but you are very asleep
but are very awake
in dreamful alertness
that everything has changed
except the reappearance
of a moment in time
call it a memory
of a cookie consumed
while wishing
in the syrup of the past