Be Cautious

I feel the need,

to show more care

for the supposed wolf,

flocking the sheep.

~

I think its mold,

the nuts in the cabinet

are constantly

getting covered by mold lately.

~

There is a wolf,

but I don’t know,

it is stuffed

or alive.

~

Nut mold is dangerous.

Myotoxins can kill.

Better to not eat it.

Each new nut packet

gets hit with the same fate.

~

The boy who cried wolf

is really right this time.

There is a wolf.

~

Moths are fluttering

out of the cabinet,

my laxness

let them plant eggs,

those “mold spores,”

were pupa.

So much has been tainted,

and needs to be

disposed of.

~

Realization of the truth hits

and I move fast.

Like a goose,

I act loud

and menacing.

~

I cringe,

as I toss out

my favorites.

I am repulsed.

I can’t stand the eggs, pupas, and chrysalises,

even if they can’t hurt me,

they disgust me.

~

The wolf has fled,

but I am left with

a bad taste in my mouth.

My reaction,

was less than beautiful

internally.

~

I am filled with revulsion,

but it seems now,

everything is taken care of.

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