proverbs (3)

their mouths hold nothing
not even air:
they were opened like yawns but
the groans grew from deep
within their stomachs:
so much hunger
singing together
in different flavors
different keys
pleading each separately
for the same delicacy:

I want your
favorite love.


not my best, but I’m trying to be consistent about posting at least once every two weeks. keeps me from stagnating. 

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