A hungry dog
makes an obedient one
you told me
I’ve sacrificed the joy
in my jugular for anguish
in my cornea
I’ve been starved of air
while morning doves sing
with plastic in their brains
I’ve been caught
humming to songs
incomprehensible
And I’ve been
earning some money
to buy your love
But a hungry dog
becomes a starving dog
and then it dies, gone