Nabisco crackers

by Alisha Rachelle   Mar 6, 2008


I finger my hands against
its yellow box,pull the flaps,
I'll give my dog the last
scraps. Perhaps I'll prolapse
the slits, and open my package
amongst its bondage. open my
mouth and put a cracker in, ah
crisper. tasty, fiercely aten.

i love the weirdest things kiddo.
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