Kathleen O'Connor

Gnaw

I’m sorry I bit you.
I know it wasn’t right.
And I guess I made it worse
When I continued to do so
Over
And over.

I was in the middle of a paper.
I was taking forever.
It was stressing me out.
It was to be expected.

Maybe I should have given you a coat
Like I had promised.
Because then you would have looked pretty
And tasted bad
So I would have stopped.

At least I fixed you afterwards.
And cleaned you with water
And a brush.
It was a good distraction,
That constant chewing
And then the mending,
Which took far too long.

I promise I’ll hold back next time.
I really do feel bad.
You look so short and sad.
On top of my finger
At the tip of my hand.



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