Poetry

The Pride Before, 30 (243.)

Last minute
food consumption
keeps the body going,
which is funny ’cause
this body isn’t doing a whole lot.
It’s a lazy Sunday, a
video game and chill kind of day,
and it’s going pretty well.
Sandwich, ingested.
Soda, within reach.
Chips? Yeah, just in case.
Ya never know when
hunger will strike.
Let’s get up to some fun shit –
I’m on vacation.

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