things I have been thinking about

Hungry

What does a sound sound like?
And what color is light?
I was sitting awake in bed last night,
thinking about how we go in life-
how it keeps coming-
day fall then tomorrow's dawn then dusk,
never stopping, never letting us really rest.
We keep eating everything and everything keeps eating us.
We hunger best when hunger is lost.




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