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hot from the oven,
devoured, except
for one slice

“save it for later”,
i thought to myself
and opened the drawer
to clothe it
in a nice coat
of aluminum foil.

the pizza,
feeling adventurous,
escaped from my left,
while the foil
– the pizza’s accomplice –
smirked innocently
in my right.
corn strewn everywhere
tomato sauce
on the silverware
and the slice
sitting happily
on top.