Sunday, September 27, 2009

An endless road to emptiness
Opening wide before me
So unwhole, so untrue
And unfulfilling
All just to be taken away
To be consumed like a cheap dinner
That was never properly cooked
Crackling like old fat in a grotty old frying pan
Unwanted, unrequited
Still to be taken away.

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