Bag of Doritos

Broken inside like a bag of Doritos, as years of chipped corners burry themselves in hard to reach places, and the heart becomes as salty as the contents inside. Air fills the bag and hides what little is there and deceives the foolish, and becomes nothing more but a pit stop for aching stomachs—the cool ranch of life and the nacho cheese of despair. Dirty finger tips evident a life well lived! The bag is tipped, plucked, and shaken as the crumbs buried in the hard to reach places slide toward the opening and satisfies another—and nothing is wasted.