IceA Chapter by Peregrinator7Based on a... actually, most of my work is based on a true story...
One day
I was reading And I got thirsty. So these modern times I go to the fridge to get water. I push back the flap-thingy (If you know what I mean) Because it is hot. And ice comes exploding out Like a rabid bear is chasing it Half of it misses my forlorn glass And tumbles to the floor, Shattering into a million pieces. I look on in awe of the Horrible quality of our fridge. And I think: what a slippery slope it is The line between What's meant to last And what makes money. I fill up my glass And halfheartedly clean up the floor The melting dreams of freedom melting in my palm Thinking that the idiot ice Decided to fall to its death Than bless me and jump into the glass.
© 2018 Peregrinator7Author's Note
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1 Review Added on May 11, 2018 Last Updated on October 26, 2018 AuthorPeregrinator7Seattle, WAAboutAn absent-minded maker (I do art and music too) with a strange obsession for birds of prey. more..Writing
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