Guilt
Chips of guilt
Settle painfully
In my stomach
(original of course...
I needed the salt fix)
You always say, in that
tired
voice, that
enduring
voice-
'take whichever flavour you like;
don't bother
don't worry
about me.'
My whichever, however,
My 'don't bother'
On the other hand,
leaves but one lone bag...
(And we both know cheese and onion turns your guts.)
Author notes
This was for a contest by Polajar; the challenge was completing an unfinished work.
Golden Wonder is a British crisp (US potato chip) company.
A contest entry
- Guilt ... by Polaja.
700 points, ended May 23, 2007, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Vinegar & salt for ME! It gives me balance. Or so it seems..lol. I LOVED this. Chips are my favorite. My tummy proves it. Actually they're high in fiber and not so awful if not a whole bag.
Once again, you bring a distinguishing mark to something that others overlook, giving them presence in our little/big world.
And then with its allegory, you splash in the emotional listlessness that comes with it. Yay!!!!!
Guilt never tastes this good..hehehe.
Uno typo
wink*
(And we both know cheese and onion [turns] your guts- a single verb for plural subject, (turn)
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A potato Chip poem, how alluring to my appetite mmmmmm
(original of course...
I needed the salt fix) know this all too well
LRD xx
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interesting
potato chips always have craving for those.
nasty things.
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Cheese and onion? Ewwwwww LoL yeah that would turn my stomach!
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