A Lesson in How Fleeting Preservation Is

Too much time spent trying to crawl into a hole

Trying to crawl out of that hole

I followed a path of a piece of a bread, traveling

From one little sparrow's beak

To another little sparrow's beak

He picked it up, threw it and then dropped it, then

This other one picked it up and threw it and again

Then they broke it into pieces

Ate it up and forgot that it ever existed

They were still hungry, I bet

They were still hungry at the end

I was inside my office at the time

And I got real scared

Thought I saw two snakes slithering

Then I remembered:

Snakes don't live in carpeted areas

Too much time spent

And I'm spent

There is an old meatball wrapped inside of tinfoil

Lying on the bottom shelf of our fridge

A lesson in how fleeting preservation is