
crimson blood spilled masticated meat cannot be satiated insatiable appetite burning from within cravings coursing through…

no physicality no urge to move staring at ceiling Jedi mind trick to make paint move…

frozen in time caught in a frame longing for what you have craving connection seeing green…

wrestling with a restless rage against a love tinged with hate

wanting and not having pounding chest and sweaty palms craving desire tearing at my soul each…

taking them back the hearts, the smiles and the tears that were stolen from me, from…

standing on the shoulders of the weak thumping your chest like an ape no one is…