Jo Mykle Hofseth Poet Free verse

A Fistfull of Carrots

I have eaten my last carrot
Munching it, I should say
A place between yellow and red
Like autumn

I saw a question
The difference 
Between absolute and relative
Poverty

I have not eaten my last carrot
Shop around the corner
Open to 23:00
Money in the bank

Munching a carrot
Thinking on the difference
Between absolute and relative
Poverty

I have not eaten my last carrot
A lot left to eat before I die
“I have eaten my last carrot”
Not on my headstone

I look out, at the artificial turf
Yellow and red leaves on the mesh fence
A forgotten orange workout jacket
Somewhere between yellow and red

A fistful of carrots
Maybe the difference
Between absolute and relative
Poverty

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