Elizabeth A. Detring

Hungry

Stewing moments, a mirage
law grazing, trough longing
syrup slashing, strokes
oozing vacant rooms
codified echoes
sour, unconscious
inert
dripping forever hungry, the predator

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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