vull

i cannot satisfy
this hunger of mine
running blind
from cracks
out of time
i wish i wasn't
so weak
and that i
would let
principle
supersede
i stave off
transparency
because
sharp objects
make sharp
endings
putrefacto
gleaning opacity
up to elbows
don't pull me down
dismantle understanding
because callers are
more than coincidence
as are
dual blooms
ain't no use
to contemplate muse
because
chocolate is not enough
when all i can
see is you and me
in the glass house
of fantasy
your
candy cane fakes
surrender
but don't
give yourself
away
as the
appetite for destruction
has no
introduction
swallow
lump in throat
silently she
hopes







(there is somebody)