Saturday, January 20, 2024

Come and Get It, a Poem by Kelly Moyer


The soup is simmering
so you might want to count
your kittens, for I found
a whisker 
floating in the pot; 
but, what is life if not 
for its sweetness, 
put up for auction 
a day shy of your passing
as a dusty ol’ remainder lot?

© Kelly Moyer
North Carolina, USA 
unfazedmoon@gmail.com

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