the raccoon is hungry,
it needs to be fed,
so it grabs the sharp knife,
and pulled out the bread,
so many cuts and slits,
the raccoon gave the bread,
so much uncontained excitement,
going on in the raccoon's head,
keep feeling the urge,
holding the knife steady,
wanting for more,
the raccoon is going crazy //
with hunger
for the bread,
never letting the knife go,
until it's covered in red.
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letters after dark | poetry book 3
कविताa collection of poems and proses of thoughts that fill up the void after dark. #1 in proses #7 poetry #56 in poem #5 poetrycollection book 3 of the poetic flowers series. other books : • a hurricane of blues • confessions i will never say and other...
