zef

hungry ghost (denial of intention)

gaze not upon me
do not set eyes upon my shadow
cast me far from thine visions
peer not into the periphery
for I cannot bare being born witness to
as I am ashamed of my every breath
for even it is taken for granted
I do not abide its gift with my attention
I gaup and gulp it into thickened lungs
raped with the contaminated passage of time
past lips swollen and greasy
whet with appetite's feasting
sticky with past conquests of inscrutable longing
residue collecting in the pores
impacted by the torrents of hunger
overwhelming my ability to discern
want for want, greed for greed
every particle I seek to know by taste
every wave I wish to disspell
until I rest your eyes from their sockets
suckling their tender dymethal juices
ravaging the projected emanations
radiating from my wanton thirst
as I flail about grasping for curtains
to cast wide this stage into the light
to shed evidence upon greater goods to behold,
more subtly inclined inspirations
enrapturing my being with incessant urges
faced but never met

Where are you thy one true flavor
capable of squelching this hungry ghost
slumbering through your fallowed hulls
in earnest denial of intentions?