Friday, April 3, 2009
rabbit
you are standing in the backyard taking the skin off the decapitated rabbit you killed. the blood is dropping on the ground off your knife. you are remembering petting this rabbit’s nose, looking into his eyes, stroking his years. you are thinking whether you should bake or stew his meat. you swallow your saliva. you feel sudden hunger. you put the rabbit in the freezer. you take ice cream out. it is chocolate strawberry flavor. you put it in a waffle cone. you lick the top.
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Very evocative
And you successfully killed my usual mid-day craving for ice cream so thanks
too cold for ice cream, saved you from another cold
colds are caused by viruses not ice cream...don't take medical advice from our father =)
and it's never too cold for ice cream!
i never crave ice cream when i'm not hot. and my throat hurts when i eat cold food when i am not hot.
Mutant
;-)
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