day 114 . last joy

the building across mine glitters today
as the sunshine splashes her hands all over it
i can almost feel the warmth penetrating deep
as i stand in the cold shadows across
moments before the warmth reaches
i receive a dreadful visit
a slap in the face that rattles the teeth
own blood is all i get to eat today
i hope you never find out about it
for it’s a sweet and salty velvety desert
the last thing of joy i have left
one that you will merrily take away
just like you did everything else

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