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