escargot in the sewer

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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