Nothing

Nothing beats the feeling
Of wanting chips so much
Something salty and crunchy
In the middle of the night
That you paused the movie you’re watching
You dragged yourself to reach minimart
To find it closed
And dragged yourself even further to find one that opens
Bought your favourite and took it to your room
Open up the lid and smell it
Took and throw your first piece
Into your watery mouth
Only to find it
Ends up
Being
Tasteless
In your mouth
On your healthy tounge

Nothing beats the feeling of disbelief
Making you reach further to the bottom of the can
To chew much more
Much much more
More more more
Only to find it tastes
Like nothing
Nothing on your tounge

Nothing
Ever felt so wrong

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