Thursday, February 23, 2012

Crunchy

You're like a little crunchy monster
across from me at the breakfast table
crunch crunch crunchy on your cereal
You stare at me with beady eyes

Milk dribbles down your chin
off your spoon
smack smack smack mouth open
You yawn big cave mouth

I can smell your morning breath
like a bad mannered miscreation
whiff whaf whaft your breath across the table
You haven't brushed your teeth

Your hair mussed and frizzy
from sleeping in your cave
growl grizzle grunt morning monster language
I keep to myself

Finished, you dump dishes into the sink
walk towards me
shuffle smack shuffle bare feet on tile
As you approach I stiffen

You get closer and suddenly
your arms around my middle
squeeze squeeze squeeze like python
Morning, you grunt. Morning, I reply

And 'cause you're my little sister
I can't help but love you
crunch smack whiff grunt shuffle
Little crunchy morning monster

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