I don’t know, raspberry pie

Is it a freedom

to not notice,

enough?

To know may very well be, to not know

And so in this,

I have

See,

Recognize,

In this moment

It is enough to have this

Without having it

Here is

Passing over

From a place it isn’t,

where it arrived;

a thunderstorm .

I wrote about pie for an hour or so before I ate it,

I wanna eat it

Shoot, I want to sweeten the tooth…

The berry pie was a hoax

the title mislead me…

Afterwards,

I’ll eat something sweet…