I am the hazel-nut Comments

I am the hazel-nut. - a soft and pallid worm
dwells in my chamber, and it's blind, and it gnaws.
I am he who sates a darkness with my seed.
And I become a void, which neither moans nor begs.

I leave my self; I suffer from my own self's empty harm.
I am the constant meal, within a tight-closed ring,
of a dumb, intolerable, selfish worm.
But let the finger of a child touch me, that tells me:
he hears my hollowness; I chime; I sing.
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