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Jan 2013
i'm hungry       brought on
and eating                    by lack
    your words                     of nutrition
in attempts                                       so i'm
to fill                                            asking you
my empty                                                 as my
lonely self                                        human mother
but those                                                         to chew
words you                                      and regurgitate
spit like                                         something a
mother bird                               little more
do nothing                           satisfying
for my                       something a
screaming aches     little more
and pains           like love
Total work of fiction. If anything, I'm over-fed.
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