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Plates stacked high in the sink.

Stinking of three day old rice

and chicken wings.

Some left over steak

matured with a rot.

Forgotten milk mixed with

clots of murderous mould.

A slimy maggot slowly

Crawls up a ceramic bowl.

The frightening sight of

some old familiar bones

from a family dinner a week ago.

A sickening stench

that sticks to my soul.

There’s a carcass in the kitchen

But Mum doesn’t care.

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