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Craving for sushi

I’ve lain here for two whole days
Sick, and festering with the disease that eats away at me
My hair, a limp dish-rag, my body wasting away like quickly-smoked cigarettes
Not a shower I’ve had in these two days
But still, I smell sweet, sweet as the honey drizzling over my legs
The insects come in throngs and nibble away at my flesh
And yet I persist.
Through this halo of darkness, muck and greed
A cup of black coffee, is what I crave for
Maybe some sushi, or whatever it is you call food
I spit into an ashen bowl, filled with grains and tissue
I beg for you to cut me loose. And then-
I have found the real me.

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