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Ravenous for the Real

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Let’s begin to touch and remedy
our chasm with
the majestic, the terrible
May we be unafraid
of the cackle of our own laugh
the sway of our weird limbs
the shake of our own flesh
When did we become afraid
of our very breath?
Why do we cower in the shadows
of a plastic pink smile?
Satiated only by the human-made
But barren, desolate, empty
Ravenous for the real

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Written in the southern New Mexico desert

 

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