The overt way light flirts
with gold-
filigreed
glass plates—behind which such
tall
and red
and white-
dappled parfaits and glossy butteryellow
wedges over-
crowded with dizzy
-ing
spools of burnt-up meringue
are twirling
and twirling
on chilly silver trays—is particularly
discourteous!—just
typed-
out in blank space like this.