horror is not a too-white kid in a hallway
nor a man outside your bathtub with a knife
no
true horror comes
in stores of grocer
on shelves
empty of donuts
donut
round caked bliss
poetrybaked and glazed and fried
perhaps
stuffed and frosted
strawberry
blast
long and round and twisted
-even holes
four pounds per week
i can eat six in a row
the sieve and the sand 