oh the wonders
an orange can do

and all the things trying
to weigh on my head
well, they are still there,
but my stomach is fed.

oh the wonders
an orange can do

i just had been crying
my phone in my hand
reverberations of that
conversation, cold speak.

oh the wonders
an orange can do

i went to the kitchen
i stood hunchbacked
my appetite teasing
hiding, returning.

i didn't want wheat thins
i didn't want sun chips
i didn't want pb&j
i am addicted to pity
and i was sick of myself.

oh the wonders
an orange can do
and now my fingers are stained
with the smell.