Chips and Salsa

by Maple Tree   Oct 17, 2020

Two hamsters running upon
opposite wheels, nibbles and
squeaks from opposite ends
of a cage.

My mind becomes a spiral
of dodging fear for what is
to become of this world, life
we live.

I wanted to make it stop
wishing the rodents
would rest,
the wheels kept spinning
round and round.

and then the hamster on the right spoke-
"shut up"

and just like that
I began to breathe,
eating my chips and salsa
wishing for a better tomorrow.


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  • 3 days ago

    by Brenda

    Awesome! I was totally visualizing this and BAM! The hamster cool!

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