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The display of prosthetics covering the department’s shelf had one noticeable omission. The ancient aluminium nose, now defunct, had been labelled obsolete.
The nose felt aggrieved. He had considered himself handsome and worthwhile but now felt utterly rejected. Aluminium was good, light and useful, why throw him out?
As he no longer had to stand in line he went roaming, found an open door and entered a kitchen. An aluminium saucepan gleamed from the stove boiling up her soup.
“My life! My love! He exhaled and, whipping himself upside down, penetrated the pan’s upper lip to become her gravy strainer.

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    Neville Hunt about 2 years ago

    He knows how to reinvent himself.

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    Drew Martyn about 2 years ago

    I never thought utensil porn could be a thing, but hey!

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