The Gift Poem by Victoria Hunter

Candy-stripe wallpaper
bloody red carpet
My cat put one paw in
and backed out

Never try to settle a fight in there

Honey I think the room was made
after someone worked too hard
to get the kink out of their hair
without pulling some of it out

Of course it has a mirror
but little enough to belong
to a child's play vanity

But honey there is no damn handle
to hold t he unused toilet paper

Were they too poor to not have that either?

Sorry honey I can't say anything
really nice about it
twice again today I reached for its handle
and it wasn't there

Just before I called you I thought
I could make one with a co-hanger
I promised to keep the instructions to myself
and to try not to think it loudly
just in case the Illuminati really exist

Published In the Issue "Gone Fishing"
by Down In The Dirt Magazine

1st Place Winner In A Contest At The Poetry Soup