Without a Trace

The sweetness of life’s inner core is directly related to the size of the bite one takes once ravenous desires swarm the mind.
How large a slice of the pie does it take to satiate your hunger? How degenerate is your sweet tooth? What happens if you devour the entire cupboard and drown in an ocean of sugar? What happens when the feast overcomes your soul?
What happens when you fast on water, oxygen, and truth? How much space occupies the distance between being awake and becoming enlightened?
What’s all this noise about evolution? Didn’t that song get adapted long ago?

It’s one thing
to say
It’s quite another
to never again
say hello.

My poem “The Thirteenth Round” appears in the new issue of Caesura Journal. Links to my recent publications can be found here.


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