The Feeding
04/28/2026 14:58h
I am tired of people
combing their hair
and dripping in gold.
Too much lacking the raw
of a natural fondness, and
I’m bloated with a craving;
pack
afewthings.
Three times I’ve loved ya.
I am tired of wanting you.
Of dressing myself.
Of putting myself forth
at every spoonful of
cereal
or artificial glory.
I am rabid with a consciousness,
teeming with an illness
coagulated with thought,
BUYing your art
magazines
your red pants
your new soles.
Porn is free!
Did you know that?
Porn is free.
Untitled, 2014 by
Esme Blegvad