Ballade of the Pausenbrot Café


(Our Cakes Reach the Parts Other Cakes Cannot Reach)





Pain sears the stomach wall

As a customer begins to fall

From his table, from low stool.

Onto the floor he does slump,

His aching mouth begins to pump

Words and drool in a gooey lump.

Barista steps over with some cake,

Dropping crumbs like snowflake

Into his mouth, his malady to slake.


Malek Montag

8th April, 2017


About malekmontag

I am a writer and a wage-slave, and proud father of George Giraffe. I live in the UK, but I exist everywhere. My first stories were published this year (2016) in Short Stories and Tall Tales (Atla Publishing). Follow me on Twitter @Malek_Montag15. My Work is also available on
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