I Ate Myself … Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR
I Ate Myself …
Getting hungry, eat,
Eat what?
The pie, which?
Why Mister and Misses?
Don't want anyone be curious too much
What everyone understands?
Hodge-podge
What hell ! !
Everybody jester …
Transformed into a eater...
Eating... eating …
Only the business …
Nothing to eat
At last standing before the mirror
Ah!
How Delicious food
I ate myself …
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