Juice Box

The way people treat trivial objects such as a juice box is often how people treat their relationships...

I sip you slowly,  

Drinking apple-flavored comfort through the hole I poked with my straw.  

You guard my lunch.

You satiate my thirst.

You keep me safe.

I sip, sip, sip the life you offer up to me,  

Draining your apple-golden blood from your cardboard carcass.

The straw runs dry;

Your stomach is sunken in;

You are empty.

I frown in disapproval and throw you away.  

Reviews

[Scott Thompson]

Interesting work...I would have never thought to write about a juicebox...Brilliant and original!

[Briana Noël Manzano]

Thank you for the reviews! If you're in the mood to write poetry, you can find yourself making metaphors out of all sorts of commonplace objects cx

[McBear]

WOW! I loved this one as well! Great job xx

[andrew mitchell]

great great work love the metaphor

[terry smith]

my missing photo would be on a juice box....this is freakin perfect!!

[Briana Noël Manzano]

Haha, I'm glad this poem connected with you :)