Eating you is crunchy

Poem: Robert Kohn Art: Linus Strömdahl

Eating you is crunchy. My love for you is soft.

The ringing in my ears is loud. You are my best

ambrosia and my best vice, sometimes I wish I

could snack on you, twice. But the main bunny in

charge at the carrot factory says “There just simply

 isn’t enough mass market appeal to keep

production up to justify the costs, so we need you to

 kill all the carrots.” Immediately, I wept. Then we

made our escape! -Everything I desired

and feared, you, sweet carrot, are it.

You are everything.

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