Yesterday tomatoes fought

Photo by Brenna Huff on Unsplash
Yesterday tomatoes fought and made sauce of one another,
using tin cans for armor, their insides barely spilled. You will consume
the perfect tomato. You will add
it to your consciousness.
Your consciousness is now a pizza,
a pizza with a top hat,
a pizza made of empires
of pepperoni,
radiating extra cheese.
oozing countenance,
twirling its cane
as it descends down your throat.
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