The Jig Gnaw

I gnawed on the edge of the leaf good and hard,
the leaf was evidence that this all hadn't gone to shit,
that there were living, breathing things,
that gave a darn about whether we were living or breathing

This shit tasted awful,
whoever said you only needed plants, flowers, and supplements for the plan,
never had to eat any of this garbage,

and it was garbage,
it was too green for its own good,
too much in the area where I knew what was good for you,

But if you cared,
if you even cared for one moment,
then you would sand down the bottom of your tooth and join me in this venture,

because I know what's good like that,
for you,
for the rest of us,
for the best of us---