Poem, Food, Injury
Interrupting Colonel Panic
October 9, 2023
dear body, don’t you dare
don’t you dare tell me
the new plan here
is trust no food
all I want is a nice big plate
a nice big plate of something
without this bizarro aftermath
tailored in the symbols of armageddon
dear body, what do you mean
what do you mean it’s not the food
that everything eaten is hurting
from a sneeze-deviated sternum
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