I bit them off
chewed and chewed
and left with nothing
kept on chewing.
My teeth got crunched,
to destruction I lunched
and when finished
I noticed what had disappeared.
My fingers were shorter
and my face was pale.
I woke up to the sounds of tapping
imagined it were crowds of people clapping.
Imagined I was as magnificent as a two dollar meal.
The brown lettuce returned me to what was real.
Cardboard walls and clicking teeth, drops falling
on my worn out rags. If only I had had a calling.
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 4:39 PM UTC
I bit them off
chewed and chewed
and left with nothing
kept on chewing.
My teeth got crunched,
to destruction I lunched
and when finished
I noticed what had disappeared.
My fingers were shorter
and my face was pale.
I woke up to the sounds of tapping
imagined it were crowds of people clapping.
Imagined I was as magnificent as a two dollar meal.
The brown lettuce returned me to what was real.
Cardboard walls and clicking teeth, drops falling
on my worn out rags. If only I had had a calling.
The way they spray the bad away
is diabolic.
