Eric Cockrell

The Flesh Of Hunger - Poem by Eric Cockrell

the sound you hear
is the sound of

your own heart,
crying out for the
embrace of all others...

a child, nursing
at the breast of humanity,
knowing only mother,

womb, and breast...

the smell on your breath,
the stink of human need;
the taste on your lips,

the flesh of hunger!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 29, 2011

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