The Mildew of Guilt
A Poem by Anarda Nashai
By Anarda NashaiPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read
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too many things have happened
lots of them have fallen
they are shorter, and they have swollen
they have taken my chosen
and apt commitment for wine-tasting
—and there goes my fun-loving sweet tooth
—my grand marksmanship for throwing out
the bad sweets so that I may keep the sweeter ones
in a room full of all these
my favorite "cheek-fillings"
i'm sure that I will forever, and with no hesitation
faithfully follow my own bold, hand-drawn signs
that point to things that I've earned
and am now deemed to deserve:
a gummy cheese tray that collects condensation—
no seeded, hairy fruits to elect—
no leafy, stalk-bed ornaments—
NONE.
(c) Anarda Nashai
September 2008
About the Creator
Anarda Nashai
"Chocolate. Cabernet. Bicoastal Resident. Pseudo-Punk Life. David Foster Wallace!"
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