WHEN STEALING ISN’T STOLEN
by Fred Aiken
i stole nutella once from the store,
not because i had to,
in fact, i had the money in my pocket,
but i didn’t want to,
though i’d rather you not get the impression that you
think i’m some sort of kleptomaniac,
because i’m not,
but maybe i am,
i mean, i will admit that i felt a certain rush,
but maybe that was the sugar high i got from
shoving my hand into the nutella jar