The coffee maker
and microwave died.
The oven is treacherous.
I haven’t washed dishes
in four months.
I have one pot, one spoon, and one knife
I use over and over again.
I’m subsisting on peanut butter
sandwiches and cold canned food.
My stomach won’t stop growling.
Sometimes, I wake at night, eating
my bed sheets.
© Ami Mattison
For G-Man's Flash Friday 55
you really should go read janna's 55 then she found a way to stretch a bowl of soup thankfully i have never been this hungry...well not since college...this made me feel like college a bit...i was so hungry i ate asparagus once...from a can no less...it was all that was left in the cupboard...happy friday ami!
ReplyDeleteEating asparagus is not a penance, brian--though from a can, a bit of a sacrilege. I like this one, Ami, and you can fry up some onions from the last one to go with it. Love that line "The oven is treacherous." Mine, too. Every time I use it it takes a different amount of time to cook the same thing.
ReplyDeleteThe treacherous oven stood out to me, too. And the sheet eating. Dark times.
ReplyDeletelove this one ami...and i could live on peanut butter for a while..smiles
ReplyDeleteEating the sheets is better than chewing the scenery, dahlink!
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