The Hollow
cravings gnaw
screams of mute desires
hunger ravaging
unrelenting taunts
the search
for sustenance, substance
this starving spirit now
memory, loneliness
ancient appetites left unfed
the plate of comfort, broken
shattered is the chalice
vanished the cup of love
no audience remains
to silence these endless calls
for the needs of one solitary life
what of the wound of human
what can heal where no
drug can reach, no hand touch
wounds bleed, infections grow
constantly consuming
silent in the screams
fullfilled in the desires
within the gap broken ones
lies comfort
a solitary whisper rises
waiting to be heard and known
a voice from all chaos rises
a word is sliced and a touch dropped
into the hollow, hallowed
heart