feel a void
not sure what can fill it
stuffing down all sorts of shapes and figures
even tried to paint it over with acrylics
the bottomless pit swallows
all that one feeds it
makes you need it

if you starve it

it’ll eat you from inside
goes all the will

goes the pills

the sensation of it swirling inside

tell me where it hurts
asks the doctor
reaching for the lollipop of cyanide

aches from the soul
to the soles
reminded of it
when i stare into my own black holes


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