The day dissolves in my mouth like cotton candy finding it’s peaceful end
Hesitant to believe that this never ending day would actually conclude
Trapped in a permanent wet tongue
Down slimy throat, intestinal shame
A life of toilet and drains and shit water!?
When it had once been so light, so airy, so sugary sweet.
And so pretty.
Once so cheap and disease-less
Warless and free.