Making Cookies

By Jason16, 11th Nov 2010 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/18j7esju/
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry

This poem is a collage of poems I have written and my friends Brian, Alisha, and Rae have written. I made this poem in honor of them and the work we have done together. I'd love to answer any questions about the poem so feel free to comment.

Making Cookies

Making Cookies
By Jason Province

Be gone this baggage!
She turns around
But the rabbit no longer exists

Is there a mistake?
Like that, it is all taken away
He smells like a whore house

He will not see me stopping here
The mind lost quicker
Pushing me to the limits

I’ve just realized that I’ve been
The only other sound that heard
As she replays the scene
Like white paint

Twas’ noon, ample snow
The darkest miles of stars
With each step closer to me
And he shall suffer the paradise

He always smiled
Staring at the walls I think about
He’s the first and the last
The mark was new, red

The dirt and coil
Covered in peanut butter
Flinging pocket cheese

The pillow hardens
He cometh like a flame with fire
Whispers in the night
We wake, the daring dream

Meet the author

Jason16
I'm 22 years old and I have been writing for the last 16 years. I write mainly fiction and poetry but do dabble in some other areas. I hold nothing back in my writing so enjoy.