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This one just came to as I opened the box of gingersnaps. I randomly picked up a gingersnap heart and dropped it in the floor to watch it crack. You can enjoy the poem in it's simple straightforwardness, but it also has a deeper meaning it's a metaphor.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 196 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 12-13-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2449746
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Gingersnap
Heart Crack
Sneaked
into the kitchen
I opened
the box very carefully
Screeching
sound and smell so good
Mom told
me no but knew I would
My man he
never cared
He's in
the living room snoring on the sofa
Inhale the
green smell
Of the
gingersnap hearts in the box
My brain
says no still my tongue says yes
And I grab
for a heart, oh God bless
Take a
last look around
Before I
pull the hand out from the box
As I pull
it up I loose my grip
Gingersnap
heart crack
It falls
to the floor
Gingersnap
heart crack
It wasn't
like this before
Gingersnap
heart crack
The
gingersnap heart cracked
Puzzled I
look around me
What would
be the usual reaction?
I can see
the heart on the floor broken
Just for
me, like a token
Sweep the
bits to me
Like my
passion it's broken but I still pick it up
Who cares
if it's broken?
It tastes
equal good
I have
eaten a broken heart before
Though I'm
not sure if it understood
Gingersnap
heart crack
In my
mouth
Never mind
the immorality
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