
She shoves her plate in my face,
says I deserve it,
that it’s my turn now.
And, self-satisfied as ever,
I quietly eat myself up
until only childhood remains.
That, I offer to the cat.
She shoves her plate in my face,
says I deserve it,
that it’s my turn now.
And, self-satisfied as ever,
I quietly eat myself up
until only childhood remains.
That, I offer to the cat.