your mouth stretches
inviting me in as a hunter invites a doe
depressing my hunger
then forcing something small into the back of my head
your long throat
able to swallow me whole. choking
choking on the many deer you devour
your stomach regurgitates me
the acids eat away at my flesh
too much of me to finish so you chew me little at a time. yet
you spat me back out confused and exhausted
as you do everyday. knowing
knowing that I will be caught by your trap again tommorrow
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