Monday, August 1, 2022

193/365 - Murder

 


Excuse me
for being so rude
I have taken you
for my food
I tenderly cared
for you everyday
I bet you didn't think
it would end this way
from seed to plant
sun!
soil!
water!
once so wholly alive
now reduced to fodder

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