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Dare I try carrot cake

Poetry By: tictacs
Poetry


Tags: Carrot


I haven't wrote in a while so I feel empty. So empty I need to eat carrot cake, but dare I try it?


Submitted:Jun 15, 2012    Reads: 30    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Hush and hear those drunken footsteps

the floorboards creaking,

just ever so slightly louder,

just ever so slightly closer,

the door handle shakened then turned

like me,

I too am shaken,

I too will be turned into something a lot more futile than before.

Here he comes,

the man with the leather belt

the man this morning was grateful for my tea,

but I spilt the milk

and now,

he deems me spoilt.

I am scared to try carrot cake,

how can one put so much trust into a vegetable.

How can you have so much expectation off a foul dinner.

I am the carrot and do not expect a lot from me.

Crack goes the belt.





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