You ate my jumper today

60% angora
navy blue
quite new.

You ate my jumper
when we lunched
at noon. 

You didn't notice,
did you? 

You tore the fluff
then strips off me 

I drew back,
you lunged forward
screaming 

Your echo
bounced off me
shredding your nerves
which fell to the ground. 

I swept them up with a broom
spun them into yarn
and knitted you into a door mat 

navy blue. 

Eva Collins