Hunger and Taste

Nature's curse, putting the whole to sober but when over-stretched, can sting like rubber comfort and strength all in a bad set the body's freedom, limited by an inner corset a corrosive inside in need of the next butter physiological redemption coming through water instinctive drive to swallow the sea any coloured liquid, tantalizing as tea an inevitable cycle to constantly stay fresh preserving the functionality of a dying flesh