Dining with Death

"Forever" seemed like a long time The taste buds had worn off the desire to eat from the same plate My eyes feasted on other froral ceramic plates not of my cabinet I ate from one plate to the next interchangeably How fast the vows had forgoten the path to my heart My "plate" just as beautiful, i wonder how fast my eyes had chosen open blindness ............................ Here i lay, breathing by neck Dying two fold acknowledging the glitter was only granular's of poison from the grim reaper My plate is broken and so is my health I only have myself to crucify I natured it Entertained it Invited it in