I put it on my food
eggs in the morning
sandwich at lunch
greens at dinner
Louisiana Hot Sauce
Burns my throat
And lingers on my lips
Reminding me that I’m alive
In this land of eternal today
Time melds
‘yesterday’ might be last week
and ‘tomorrow’ is a vapor
Whether it brings pain
Or helps me to find pleasure
I’m not sure
But its burn feels real
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