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
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