Cold Pizza

Cold Pizza

My pizza, so precious and delicious,

The flavor that ignites me with hope and optimism

The warmth that comforts and soothes my roaring hunger

Just by thinking about it filled me with enlightenment

Would I reach Nirvana?

Was I in heaven?

The pizza that could abolish all malevolence from the world

Was placed before me, almost daunting

Power dripped from my mouth, fear augmented within me

The initial hope and content I had felt slowly dwindled

Someone had touched my pizza

The pizza, once warm, was cold and desolate

Everything was meaningless now