black hole gluttony

hollow ribcage.

empty. empty.

what to do but tear it apart?

i hunger. i thirst. i ache.

i need something to fill me,

break the bread.

consume.

spilling over.

nothing? nothing.

it rears its ugly head again.

tearing hunger,

fingers sink in and rip.

flesh mine, flesh dead.

stone heavy,

conclusion.

continuation.