Breakfast Accident Featuring Endless Sorrow and Loneliness

under a bright new bowl of cereal my morning
erupts with a splatter of bran and I've ruined it;
the floor is littered with my one great love
I weep, my roommates weep and feed each other mangoes
they offer me mangoes, I accept mangoes, weeping,
mopping tears creating softness with the wrong liquid
sopping flakes with mangoes and wishing for hard milky raisins