poems

The wolf in the kitchen

The wolf in the kitchen.

05/06/2017

The wolf in the kitchen.
Red eye’s tresspass beyond the cupboard doors.
Watching without fear.
Looking without need.
Feeding upon desire.
Mentally attuned to it’s unwitting prey.

Laughing at your conversation.
The way you dance by youself.
Each time you’ve felt less than.
That’s the wolf who stole your glory.
How you leave butter on the side or can never crack an egg cleanly.

The wolf in the kitchen.
Forestation through cucumber roses.
Herbs and spices where time lapses.
Cherry tomatoes where the red is so succulent it leaves marks on your lips.

Red eyes tresspass beyond the cupboard doors.

©G.P Williamson 2017

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