the bowl in the destroyed kitchen

the bowl of tomatoes was gross
it was slimy looking and it looked
nothing like tomatoes but
it smelled like tomatoes and the
recipe next to the bowl in the
destroyed kitchen said
‘self crushing tomatoes’

i’ve seen crime scenes that can
turn a rookie’s stomach into a
projectile vomiting machine
gruesome is too kind a word
for the harsh reality of
massacres like this

but it’s been years since my stomach turned
this wasn’t a human murderer
and it’s been years since we thought we took
care of that ‘problem’

monstrous scratches
gashes i guess i’d call them
out of the brand name marble flooring
and counters, and the dark hardwood cabinets
progressively more bloody

it’s like the rage increased the closer
the monster got to the tomatoes
but there was no blood around
the tomatoes

three family members decapitated
their monitoring package says it
happened in the same moment
and they were all running away
from the tomatoes in this bowl

perhaps this is a New Guardian,
a breed we haven’t awoken before
but why now? why this family?
looks like i’ll be called to lead
another crusade against them
poor devils

crushed tomatoes

image titled "Self crushed tomatoes" by suanie on flickr

About Kary

I write many things, prose, poems, prose, flash fiction, and novels. I've always loved the free form poem, and practice it most often. Feedback welcome. View all posts by Kary

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: