how i finally opened that d@~n jar of pickles

with just a few
bucks in the bank


and turn to the fridge
for a snack.
eyeing them there
in the back
do i
try
one more time?
four years
it has sat there;
bought
that first week i moved in,
tempting me,
taunting me.
ب
ب
one more time,
again and again.
others have tried,
and failed.
till
smack on the bottom
twist,
and again
one more time
again
and
POP!
ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
tis never been
a pickle so bitter
yet so sweet
as these.
(¬‿¬)

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