In my stomach a gaping chasm
In my mind a maelstrom of bleak thoughts
On my tongue a stuttering of incoherence
On my shoulders a weight that buckles limbs
About me noise and conflict, unmerry dance
Behind it only emptiness in a seeming blackness
And still, stillness in my heart. That knows
And lights without shadows the darkest dark
I am hungry for the memory of You.
Hunger
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