A contemporary poem about the hunger under signal, using a concrete image system, a pressured turn and a restrained open ending.
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The hunger under signal has teeth. It moves through the wires after midnight, looking for a voice to call its own. I answer once; the static answers back. Somehow the noise becomes a pack. Somehow I am no longer alone.
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A dark poem of bathroom, can't, and foresee, holding fear, fracture and survival in view.
A dark poem of moments, cherished, and now, holding fear, fracture and survival in view.
A dark poem of meridian, passes, and sun, holding fear, fracture and survival in view.
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