bodies
feed
create
a hollow
a
space to fill
this
is not a ritual
this
is war
the
uncontrolled
chemistry
of
consumption
tooth
and nail
blood
and bone
flesh
into flesh
a
lost singularity
engorged
hunger
devouring
pearls
of pleasure
a
beast wallowing
guttural
ecstatic
wrapped
in a silk
tent
collapsed and free
in
a chorus of breath
.
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