tiles feel cold against bare feet.
Tip toeing into kitchen for water.
Find glass, reach up into cupboard.
Try not to shatter.
Reach in for i c e.
Still cold against bare feet.
Pour water, quiet, stealthy,
N i n ja l i ke.
Drink water,
Still cold against bare feet.
I c e still clinks.
Gulp gu lp.
Down the hatch.
Put glass away.
Reach up into cupboard.
Slips cup out hand.
S h a t t e r e d.
Eyes wide.
Bare feet still cold.
Scattered i c e.
Mom wakes up.
Dad slides out too.
I hide in cup board.
Feet now warm
N i n ja l i ke.
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 10:25 AM UTC
tiles feel cold against bare feet.
Tip toeing into kitchen for water.
Find glass, reach up into cupboard.
Try not to shatter.
Reach in for i c e.
Still cold against bare feet.
Pour water, quiet, stealthy,
N i n ja l i ke.
Drink water,
Still cold against bare feet.
I c e still clinks.
Gulp gu lp.
Down the hatch.
Put glass away.
Reach up into cupboard.
Slips cup out hand.
S h a t t e r e d.
Eyes wide.
Bare feet still cold.
Scattered i c e.
Mom wakes up.
Dad slides out too.
I hide in cup board.
Feet now warm
N i n ja l i ke.
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