The hunger strikes again

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Hunger

The hunger is here

The pit of my stomach, it digests itself

like a spider approaching her kids

The void groans to me

Glissades through the pink mass,

Spinning like a whipping top

ㅤ

Then, here comes the prayed for plate

But I feel full, to the top of my lungs

Puke puke puke it all out,

there's no space left inside of me

I nib a little, and that's all I can give

ㅤ

In bed I lay, cold and still

Can't close my eyes, can't drift into sleep.

Hearing the dark pit lullaby:

"Hunger,-

-the hunger is here"

And "I am" forever, until I cannot be