Swallowed whole.

Down.

And.








Down.

















I.















Go.

Hoping to stop at your heart
Grasp onto it, squeeze it
Carve in my name so you'll always remember it.

But no.

Down.

And.








Down.












I.















Go.

Hoping to stop at your lungs
Become the reason you breathe
The thing you need.

But no.

Down.

And.








Down.












I.















Go.

Hoping to stop at your stomach
Make you feel butterflies
Taste sweet to your soul.

But no.

Down.

And.








Down.












I.















Go.

Hoping to stop at your feet
Lead you where you need to go
Bring you to me.

But no.

I've.

Stopped.

I look around and realize.
I've stopped at your bowels.
Waiting to be disposed of like last night’s left overs.