Everything Is Cake

I watch a video of a telephone being cut by a knife. The telephone is actually cake.

I see another video, this time it’s a pair of jeans. A knife goes right through them. The jeans are cake.

I walk around my apartment. What else is cake?

My couch—Could it be cake? Only one way to find out. I take my chef’s knife and slice into my couch.

It is not cake. It i…