Instagram Prompt Poem

( I wrote this a year ago, but can’t remember which prompts I used! )

Unsplash Image by Tristan Gassert

I am drowning in a cacophony of voices as I look at these fickle faces.

Dressed in penguin tuxedos and gold braces, they are staring at me with their ferret eyes.

Like I am a piece of meat or a prize.

A gift that is to be opened, I want to go up to each one and slap them.

But I don’t.

Instead, I let them undress me with their eyes.

It is very amusing, hilarious even because I in no way see myself as a sex kitten.

Though I possess a heart of gold, I am much too old for lewd comments or behaviour.

Still, I suppose maybe this I should savour and lap it up like the cat who got the cream.

But instead, I scratch out their eyes with the fierceness of a free tiger.

Copyright © 2022 Maggie Watson
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Published by In the Shadow of my Pen

Indie Poet and Author✍️ of four collections of poetry. Chronic Fatigue Warrior💪 Volunteer, Solo Traveller✈️ and Yogi🙏. Spilling ink from my heart and Soul. My writing is real and raw, so if you are looking for a fairy tale you are on the wrong site!

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