The hunger

of loneliness

and it's
shiny white
teeth,

and cold
chilled
breath

that surrounds
you naked
late
at night,
when

you hear
every sound
for a
hundred
miles
around your
bed.

and every
night
under
starless
skies it's
appetite
lies unfulfilled,


so it
returns

where
it knows

despair
best.

like a river
flowing
straight
and true
to you.

again
and again

and again
.
returning
to scrape
it's
teeth sharp
on your
hearts
hollow
bones.

to kiss
gently

with
a lie
upon it's
face..

the
*****

you have

become

the puppet

your lover
left
behind

to pray
in the darkness

to dine
with the
devil all

alone.