Less than a question,
stuck playing all the old games;
a face carved from wood.
Stuck playing midnight,
quoting Castro on hunger;
Loss of appetite crucial
to understand
the feeling of having none,
but this is just greed.
I eviscerate
and consume nothing, woeful.
Flesh does not have me.
Ticking Casio,
breathing time into nonsense.
Digital. Solid.
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
Less than a question,
stuck playing all the old games;
a face carved from wood.
Stuck playing midnight,
quoting Castro on hunger;
Loss of appetite crucial
to understand
the feeling of having none,
but this is just greed.
I eviscerate
and consume nothing, woeful.
Flesh does not have me.
Ticking Casio,
breathing time into nonsense.
Digital. Solid.
