An exercise in point of view for my writers group. Just having a right old laugh with my good friends You, I and He on a Tuesday night.
Craving
You want it don’t you.
I do want it.
I want it I want it.
I don’t want anyone else to have it.
You know that you’ve already had five
or was it six
McVities digestives..
You wanted to trim down
going on about your BMI.
I…I…well yeah you’re right but one more
won’t hurt. I’ll eat less tomorrow, make up for it.
Promise.
He looks over at a single woman sitting, itching
at her hair. She’s twitching, wishing – staring over
at the next table where a chocolate biscuit is
melting in a toddler’s hand.
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