- my poetry · 1) EVERYTHING

She has a little coffee cup
That sits upon her desk
It holds her pens and white out strips
And something more grotesque

Among the inky utensils
There sits a silver knife
It’s sharp and it is shiny
And it helps her with her strife

She say it’s just for envelopes
If somebody inquires
The brownish red that’s on the tip, though
Labels her a liar


Β© Vicky Morrison 2013-2014
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