they all sit, staring
waiting for things
that will never come
looking down at
their food as though
it’s supposed to
give them something,
something other than
self loathing
and now I sit, staring
I already ate
so they make me sick
waiting for things
that will never come
looking down at
their food as though
it’s supposed to
give them something,
something other than
self loathing
and now I sit, staring
I already ate
so they make me sick
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