You say I’m eating my feelings
Like it’s a bad thing.
But what else should I do with
This bowl of sweet, sweet futility?
No one to share it with,
No one to see,
The solitary cherry
Is all for me.
Alone with my shit sundae,
Ice cream into the void.
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