deepundergroundpoetry.com

Hugger-muggery

22/30
 
Hugger-muggery
 
I can tell now, not carved with a pocket knife
haphazardly agog, etched in granite
the only Family I’ve left, moving out of  
an umbrella of skin searing heat . . .
 
No enigma there, however, one exists
 
Received a box of frozen foods
(I guess their freezer is not empty)
what I don’t understand is why
there’s labels & dates on gravys,  
assorted vegetables, bacon
but not on a huge block of meat
Mystery Meat!
 
Remained  my conundrum until I put it in
my crockpot amidst leftover
cauliflower soup
 
5 hours on high heat later
I ate pieces of tender beef pot roast
 
I am alive  
no food poison pain, thus
must mean I cooked in time
 
the mystery meat
 
 
 
 
 91 unique words
Written by Tallen (earth_empath)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 96
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:49pm by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:24pm by SweetKittyCat5
POETRY
Today 3:44pm by Grace
SPEAKEASY
Today 3:05pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 1:44pm by PAR
POETRY
Today 1:24pm by Abracadabra