Tuesday, August 24, 2010

i sit at the table and find comfort, i am eating the world. i am hungry i am so very very hungry. mother is cold father is away. my ears are ringing and i cant sleep. i am restless and alone in this family. the words they speak are like a world of confusion. where am i? eating is the only thing that surrounds me in comfort. i eat the world the sky the furniture everything. i want to kneel down and suck up the earth. i am huge i am so very huge.

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