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She greets
 
me when I open my refrigerator
 
arms outstretched holding a plate of butter
 
for me to take
I do,
 
slobbering it on my toast
 
leaving the package out on my table
 
thinking nothing of it
 
but this morning,  
 
I thought I heard a rustle
and I looked at the table
 
nothing
 
except she was no longer on the package
 
she was kneeling on my table,

 
that big letter O traveled with her
 
like a halo
 
holding that plate of butter
 
I don't get startled that easily
 
I continued getting my toast out of the toaster
 
as if nothing was afoot
 
I poured some orange juice  
 
sat down
 
her eyes following me
 
Those two  feathers in her head gear  
 
pointed up into the sky
 
That sensual deer skin beaded dress
 
I felt that she was beckoning
 
All signs point in that direction
 
The big O halo
Two cock feathers  
 
Whoa! hold up a minute...
   This is but a fantasy
  
No sense projecting my own inner perversions on this
small creature
 
I didn't really have anything to say,
 
neither did she,

her life spent in my fridge so far
 
I can see she is still shivering
 
A bit unsteady there,

although  I think she is  still trying for motionless

Could not blame her, that was her sole occupation

until this recent turn of events
 
I think it is a little too presumptuous of me to assume that she is seeking a big O,  you know,  
 
Her previous owners at the butter company  
Who wouldn't want a young virgin squaw handing you your lubricant to help start the day off?

and that big O, and the cock feathers
 an inside joke
 
With that in mind I slowly reached my hand over to her small frame
 
she  revealed a shudder when I did gently touch her
delicately plucking out the cock feathers
prying  loose that O stuck to her back.
 
I went back to eating my oat meal
I felt she looked relieved
 
I don't like starting any relationship
under any duress
 
I allowed her to express herself by slight motions
and expressions which I interpreted as  
a need to use the restroom
 
I carried her to the bathroom
 poured her a bowl of warm water
laid out some hankerchiefs
gave her a warm smile,
and left her to her business
 
I finished my breakfast.
 
i tremble as i reach out
to the small tray she had been holding so bravely
 
Her butter had a rich earthy flavor
that was like a tranquilizer
 
I ate the entire plate staring off into space

I heard a pitter patter of little feet

She had re-entered the room

very much refreshed

I had found

that while I was staring

I was shrinking