Doors Closing

Open wide, that’s it
just as I thought
an unchewed lawnmower a barely licked rucksack
how many times have I told you
to swallow everything you’re fed it’s no use
trying to resist they’ll get you in the end
you can run but you can’t hide
you’re going nowhere
on your own with legs that have forgotten
they have feet and hips and heart attached
we’re being reduced to parts
of a hole they want us to fall neatly into
this train’s going nowhere friend so eat up
and shut up tomorrow it could be ice cream and jelly
there’s no connection