Hunger
Hunger
I am hungry.
But not for food.
I hunger for flesh
I hunger for knowledge
I hunger for light and darkness
I hunger with pains in the pit of my soul
That knows only lacking
That knows not sufficiency
It knows not contentment.
I do not hunger for paltry things
Do not feed me your facade
Do not feed me your ideals
But feed me the filthy raw of life.
Teeming with highs and lows,
Both the maggots of rotten dreams
And the fruits of Utopia.
I hunger.
And I will devour.
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