The Hunger

Like sprouting spores,

breaking its way out,

Eating. 

Moving in hyper-lapse, 

sucking nutrients from trunk of tree, 

Insatiable.  

Silent rapid movement, 

blooming, 

spreading,

infecting,  

me. 

It begins,

my hand to mouth, 

gnashing teeth, 

my hand to mouth. 

Moving frenzy, 

my hand to mouth, 

no thoughts, 

my hand to mouth.

Black hole, 

my hand to mouth, 

safe haven, 

my hand to mouth. 

Uncontrollable, 

Decay. 

Even so,

My hand to mouth.

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