∴ supplicating sandwiches
with specters
of my creation, they linger
i resist being devoured
by their persistent presence

with each bite
and swallow
chewing them down
into mere wisps
letting them dissolve within
as sustenance and solace

a feast of self-reclamation
and a second serving ∴


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