Jealousies

Like not knowing cause

For effect

Can only guess why

Bread molds long before it should

Turning green

And pathetically diseased

Changing cause is a fool’s chore

Sometimes all you can do

Is slice the mold off the bread

Or too far gone,

Throw it miserably in the trash

Telling yourself you weren’t hungry,

Anyway

 

 

 

 

Advertisements

Feedback always welcome

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s