euananthony

crushed in your palm
these crumbs you spread
are no sustenance for life 
why must you feed me 
so little and kick me 
when you find me starved
if you wish to
see me perish
cup your empty 
hands around the 
flame 

crumbs 
everywhere
where will 
they lead
I follow 
the path
picking up
each one 
their taste 
lingers
an echo 
of your love
always follow
never lead
the path
it bends
the crumbs are gone

deep in the woods
I see a house 
a lovely home
you stand there
in the doorway
you smile
but not at me
another stands with you
wrapped 
in your arms

crumbs
that's all 
I am
the crumbs
I collected

the birds have come
they peck
tear
scratch
they carry me 
far away
back 
to the
beginning
crumbs 
fall
down 
a path 
of gold
below 
I stand 
back
at the start

I will never 
learn
but you 
could stop

let 

me 

starve