"voracious appetite"
I'm getting eaten alive
by my emotions,
they're cleaning me down
to the bone,
chewing through the gristle,
ripping apart my tendons,
tearing my meat from bone;
a pack of hungry hyenas
gorging as they splay me open
with me foolishly
trying to scoop back in
everything crimson
that is spilling out
from within;
My screams muffled down
by their primal,
gutteral growls of feasting
silently kept
behind my closed lips;
I'm left as a walking cadaver
in moments
they have had their fill
with large chunks
of body
missing,
stiffly lumbering along
trying to get inside
before their next meal
begins;
before
I get pulled and yanked
from one side to the other
by my flesh
in their ravenous jaws,
It all, sadly
keeps growing back however
just for it all
to never satiate
their rapacious hunger.
-Armando Torres
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