I Burned Myself

To satisfy my sweet tooth, I stole a stranger's honey bun When no one was looking. I took it out of its wrapper And laid it on a plate. It smelled delicious. I opened up a small door And closed the one behind me. I set the timer and it revolved Until the sweet icing melted On the soft bubbling pastry. Its aroma filled the room. Quickly! I took the delicacy. Hot and sticky on my fingers... I could hardly hold it in my hands. Hot and sticky on my lips... Though I tried to be careful, I burned the roof of my mouth, And my tongue felt fuzzy. All to satisfy my sweet tooth... I ate the swirl in a hurry Rolling it over my tongue Taking in quick cool breaths With animated chewing And grimaced facial expressions. I didn't enjoy it with the time That I had hoped I could have. Then, I threw the evidence away In plain sight and opened the door. I left the room at a swift pace As if on important business. The stranger had no idea... Except that his honey bun was gone.