I didn’t ask for pizza Or your hands grabbing my throat But I took both I took the pizza and you took my body Tore it apart Skin from bone Cheese from crust. That pizza slice was 5 dollars I calculated my worth into spare change My 99-cent curves My 10-cent fingernails My 1-dollar cheekbones 5 sections of coins, Spare nickels- Spare crust.
I am the leftover money you find at a bus stop, In alleyways, In the pockets of strangers. You ate me whole and went for seconds. I let you Tear my bones apart- I had nowhere to go. I am not full I am just a loose quarter on your sidewalk, A pile of body parts in your trash can I am leftovers.