Hunger

The sun is taking over, I feel it, his fearlessness, his arrogance, we are just extensions, of the world, it’s story, love, scratch, bite, after he's dead, say you’re sorry, beyond saving grace, wolves hunt, the deer are content, to just have sex, struggle, and fight, when the feelings build up, you can’t help it, you jump, the fruit passes by, you put your lips on it, it stinks of piss, but it’s so satisfying, it would be nice, to just rot, rest, sleep the days away, but once you’ve tasted it, you’ll want more, I can’t help it, such fat hens, they wait for the cunning fox, the courageous, do your shoulders hurt, let me give you a massage, this great game, boundaries, trip wire, what waits on the horizon, I don’t know, but with all this freedom, we’re bound to lose something…

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Grace

Sometimes life, doesn’t settle, according to the truth, the energy builds up, you’re riding the wave, and you reach for the sky, you found yourself there, the clouds are made of something, you might as well settle, and build a home, heaven hides, sometimes life, is upside down, on this pedestal, you wonder, how is it possible, for me to reach here, a worm, that yearns…