I had come across a piece of broccoli during my lunch hour today
It reminded me of a bush that would sit rather placidly in your yard
No wooden limbs, just differentiated colors of green throughout the shrubbery
and it looked so cute and dainty as it sat in the palm of my hand
I pushed my hands toward the faces surrounding me,
Knowing that no one thought I had lost it
I hesitated to eat it, but I was rather hungry
Yet I am always hungry and I tend to fill myself up with food
Because love makes me want to vomit
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