For The Flames Beneath Your Bridge Gluttony
think to yourself that every day is your last
the hours to which you do not look forward
will come as a welcome surprise
you will find me in a fine state, fat and sleek,
a true hog of epicurus' herd resist the temptation
to over-indulge drunkenness
and revealing to consume without an end the maximum of carnage
the intake that cripples and subdues
to sicken ourselves while trying to fill the empty space
(that can never be satisfied)
The ultimate act of the physical world
to become one with the material
i felt it inside
as it weighs me down
The hunger is alive
even as it destroys
even as if it kills
i pray for you safe place
save breath for another life
watch it' now and hold on to your life.
