Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Different Angle

So, I'm hanging from this tree branch,
admiring my shiny red skin,
when this girl comes up and pulls me
off my perch! Yanks me just as hard
as you please and drops me into a bag
with all my neighbors. It's dark,
and we keep bumping into each other.
We see light again,and I'm pulled
out of the bag. I'm being skinned alive!
Oh god! What is this?
"What are you making? a deep voice
"Apple pie."
I die, so these monsters may live.

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