I can’t seem
to fill myself
can’t stomach
the void
that has become
a chasm
after all
the gut rot
erosion
bone
without
marrow
alcohol
without
intoxication
passing out
without dreaming
Frost is crystallizing
on my skin,
a layer of ice
coating over
the emptiness
preventing anything
to seep through
11/3/10
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