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(hunger; despair; Alannah poured coffee down her throat as if…)

I poured coffee down my throat
as if it would wake me up
on the right side of the bed

It left me
with only a taste

In my chair
I sat like an empty bowl
with a crack
through its middle

The tines of my fork
were bent
and I could not eat

Then the bowl broke
and I crashed to the floor,