Craving – run-on sentence poetry

When crisply chipping off
bits of crackers and
crunching,
munching,
scratching down the throat
is what appeals,
yet all that’s
in the fridge
disagrees
sweetly and
softly with your craving,
it’s time
to go
to the store.

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