title at the bottom.

a gut
that needs to be
exterminated.
'biggest problem
in the world '
(biggest my gut has ever been).

small guts
beg
for food,
and mine
does too.
more.
don't eat when you're
not hungry
because there are
so many
who are.

so i begin to run.
losing the gut,
after losing my mind,
while losing time,
that i could be
using
to try and fix
this shit hole
i'm running on.


* " this was written as fiction and dedicated to nobody"