You put your mouth round, suck it down -
do it again

The hunger, gnaws
The minutes, crawl
Each ventrical stalls
And calls you to fill

It's dryest of voids
Clean, chasmic annoy-
Ance pulling and culling
your senses are drilled

Black marrow, trips
You're nothing but twitch
And wish you could stitch
yourself into stone

Surrounded and tucked
Your soul stripped and sucked
This shit out of luck -
overcrowded, alone

Suck it down -
Swallow