unheimlich II
heap of words
shell of silk and grit
page located between
night and wildfire
small catastrophe of corners
door knobs, broken windows
blood and feathers
hunger
I see so many straight lines angles
walls fences rectangular windows
rooms inside with more square angles
corners made of vectors leading nowhere
but the thing is
I am hungry
I am hungry
for sinuous round sinewed
lines of muscle and feather
I am hungry
for voluptuous creamy
mounds of earth sand and flesh
I am hungry
for unruly expanses of unbound sound
spilling over ponds singing clouds
I am hungry
for layered tufts of silk and pistils
quivering quills and lines of rain that don’t
stop moving when they reach my skin
I am hungry
and I am unstoppable
I am hungry
and my hunger is boundless
and irreverent
I am hungry
and I am done with your merciless greed
your colorblind rules and walls
I am hungry
and I am multitudes of possibility
and infinite breath and light
I am hungry
do not stand in my way