toast
sometimes that's all there is
one word from one tiny language
toast
do you know why i'm toast?
because I am no longer capable
I don't wake up to the sounds of my mother making it
I don't wake up to the sound of a wife serving it
I don't wake up to children seeking it
I have lost myself
I have lost the way
if toast is no longer something to celebrate
then it is done; obliterate
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