Despairing Hope

The fly buzzed around the dust in the room

Like a sugar cube in a whirlpool of stirring tea

The tremors and rumbles began within

Surging currents of acid effervesce

Eerie creaks like a galleon sailing a stormy sea

Journey to the center of the kitchen

Seeking something to stop the gastric blitzkrieg

The fridge, just as empty as my stomach

Disappointed, starved, broken

Why to a day like this have I awoken

The blade whispers for blood

Turn on the TV and watch for a food ad

Pseudo impulse cerebral deception

Burning for what I see, but in no way to get it

Just thankful for having a TV for

the synaptic betrayal


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