The Very First Feast

By: Ayyub Hussain

My therapist’s drugs weren’t working

And I needed a cure

This depression’s been the worst

I feared that it’d cave me in

Until I had the first bite

Wasn’t expecting it’d be mush

But I couldn’t stop biting

I needed to have it all

The brain melted in my mouth

Like vanilla ice cream in Wasaga Beach

For the first time I wasn’t bothered by blood

Now I can finally watch all the Scream movies

People would say I was worse than bad

But it gave me happiness, which I’ve never had

I’m now living the life of my dreams

All because of that very first feast

And I know someday I’ll only have two years left

All because my reprieve comes with a disease

When I laugh my way to eternal sleep

I remember all the memories I made from my feasts.

Ayyub Hussain is a poet. When he's not writing poems, he can be found either scrolling on the internet, listening to music or spending time with his loved ones.