04. Foggy, groggy, piggy

HE hadn’t come for 3 days. 

Food bowls empty

Water turned muddy

Muddleheaded

Dazed and dopey

Crowded Heated

Puke everywhere

putrid, pongy, pungent…

 

Door opened

Piercing sunlight

Door slammed shut

 

He brought food! Finally. 

Something cracked my teeth.

I spat it out.

A big bone

A finger? A toe?

…

Foggy, groggy, piggy,

can’t help reaching for that bowl again…