Rising Tide.
Fading sunlight.
Ascendin hunger.
Descending tolerance.
I crave; a bowl of soup.
Light.
Darkness.
Blackout.
Carried.
Where?
A prayer answered.
A beg for a bite.
The loss of limb.
So what?
I am filled.
Pain.
Hunger.
Satiated...
I am sold;
ornamented in the devil's almirah...
Jul 3, 2011
Jul 3, 2011 at 11:14 AM UTC
Rising Tide.
Fading sunlight.
Ascendin hunger.
Descending tolerance.
I crave; a bowl of soup.
Light.
Darkness.
Blackout.
Carried.
Where?
A prayer answered.
A beg for a bite.
The loss of limb.
So what?
I am filled.
Pain.
Hunger.
Satiated...
I am sold;
ornamented in the devil's almirah...
Request permission to use this poem