he tap tap taps on your window pane.Tap
Tap
Tap
You open the window.
It is raining heavily outside.You ask what he wants.
I want to give you a wicker basket.
You ask why.
Because I made it for you
It's made from real willow.You take a wicker basket, then remember your bedroom is on the second floor.
You ask the man how he got up to the window.
He climbs back down without a word and disappears into your forest.
You lean out the window and see that there is a wicker ladder. All of your willow trees are cut down.
Everything is made of the material.
You are living in a wicker world.
YOU ARE READING
Cloudy with a Chance of Seacrest
PoetryThis is poetry like no other. This is not poetry for the faint of heart.