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i have been hungry


I was born hungry

I was born greedy 

I was born backwards

I am the past and will never see the future coming

Gospel and holy word of the void

Calls calls calls

And I will answer when I feel like a concept

So born hungry I was

Still hungry I am

I will remain hungry

Yet nothing is good for eating

How can I eat when its rotten fruit I cannot stomach

How can I bite without teeth

So born backwards I was

And so backwards I will remain

With the call of the void in my left ear and with a ringing in my right

360 degrees of completion

Everywhere always at once

We are god experiencing himself

Like cemetery dirt we are

Rusty nails and comet dust

A star died to make you, that is why you were born crying

The light that we can’t see

The humanity that is a flaw within every mortal story

Everything always forever everywhere

An endlessly flowing river that we cannot even step into once

That is what I feel when I feel hunger

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