Poetry · Writing

just dessert

i find myself selfish

in the most uncommon time

looking for god

in the hottest time

picking up the phone

in the middle of the desert,

wrath is laughing

greed is smiling

and gluttony shovels what’s left

nothing much

just a nightmare with a side of depression

in a desert

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