I was nearly killed by a toast crumb
And as I struggled for breath I thought this is how it ends;
With embarrassing toast —
Not even the cool kind with the sea salt and the avocado.

After 25 minutes or so the near death experience
Was just a small snack,
I barely even felt the sore
Lodged in the shame of my throat.

I was also nearly killed by a single step, a poor merge
And the way you left me behind,
But I keep returning carelessly
Forgetting the terror and the gasp

And the staggering humiliation of nearly dying
From hunger and haste
And the hubris of humanity,
Who knew all along it was toast.