I went to the door of your body and opened it

I took out tomatoes swiss cheese
basil lettuce and a little ham

found the whole wheat bread stuffed
in the shelf under your arm

I am surprised to find whole wheat bread
you never eat whole wheat

you seem to always prefer that spongy white

found the mayo
the spicy brown mustard
I made a nice thick sandwich out of
what you gave me

I took the first bite
and I spit it out

every flavor soured by
your bitter rejection of everyday life

when I bit into the sandwich of you
my eyesight dimmed
the colors in the room seeped to
grey black white

oh your hatred of all things near to you
the contempt you find so sweet

I put down the sandwich and say goodbye -

No, no, maybe I just hand it to you
and then wave as I walk out

before you poison my life
with that contagion