Emesis

I accepted the food you offered

without hesitation

I swallow up everything 

only to regurgitate 

for the lack of chewing

I guess. 

For a long time, 

I never questioned 

what was given. 

why would I?

It was a gift from you.  

instead, I admitted to myself 

I was one stubborn and clumsy glutton.

But then, maybe the truth 

eventually rises up to the surface

no matter how hard it tries to hide 

never had I imagined

what once was mistaken 

as a token was meant to be poison. 

it wasn’t it enough, ain’t it? 

Sometimes, the body knows better than the mind.