While others swim within
a sea of dreams I sneak
barefoot past the
sleeping giants to
find forbidden treasure.
Its hidden in the
kitchen where my mother
keeps the dishes that
we only use on
Christmas and Thanksgiving.
Delight pours through
me as I pour myself
a colossal bowl of
the Captain Crunch. Sweet
freedom in serving oneself.
I (inhale) tip toe towards
The living room floor to sit and
watch my favorite X-men.
Mutants fly through the sky
shooting lasers from their eyes until
You better not be eating in front of the TV!
I dash back into the kitchen leaving
a trail of milk and tiny pieces of
candy coated cavities behind
me as I go (exhale).
Morning mom. I was hungry
so I… (never was a good liar).
Seeing her sleepy smile,
my body tenses up with guilt as if
I was entering a confession booth.
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