grabbed for your scraps of attention
like they were a delicacy
nibbled and savored like a
trapless mouse
it’s wicked out there.
grateful for what I could get
for your cup
of day old porridge.
bland and thoughtless,
hard to swallow,
but it was from you.
you held me by my tail
until I was meatless bones
watching the excess fat
dribble from your chin
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