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Blinded

The steak sits on the plate

it looks sweet and juicy

you haven't eaten in weeks

your mouth waters at

the anticipated taste

 

You cut a piece off

eyes closed

and take a bite

 

Shock

disgusting taste

open your eyes

and see a maggot infested

green steak

 

Why were you so blinded

by hunger and want?

 


 

All poems were written by Tina M. Nolan

© 1999 Tina M. Nolan