You Pig

Stepping in the same mud I ate

Made me feel

Not think

I wasn’t deserving of what

The other 95 percent of me

Lived as


The covers just aren’t fitting right


The feet I wished I had will never measure


To the flowery duvet I imagine when I lay


Squandering my life in somber, solid halls


Walls closing in when sky falls


Draped in black than blue


Bruises to my conscience


And consequence of being


More loved for what’s on the inside


Eat me


If you want


So I can mean something


Desperately I thought it would fulfill me


To be consumed and fill a human


But she picked me up and took me home


With an unusual

Comfort


To feel what embrace meant


Was Pennies born fortune from fountain


And when I found myself in her house


Around other animals


Cute dogs with wagging tails


I pailed in comparison


They were sweet but I was dessert


My stubby feet caked in mud


Desert the memo of pigging out


The pig was in!!


The pig was in a blanket


And being eaten by love


What joy it is to find out I grow spots


And a nice long tail


That coils in such a unique way


I hope


The human who took me in


Satisfied


The hunger in her heart


She satisfied in mine

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