Taking the line drawn  
does it flower when touched?
Who is inside      a small box opens  
and looking out is a face
comes out and watches the bodies
Strewn around the maelstrom That is Me        
who can I devour next?
That craving never subsides!

I bay into the night      
I throat in Mime
Place My hands around that neck  

Move to the next      That hunger burns,
never subsides        Fires gleam as I move
Eyes Feral      and malevolent      

and suddenly      on the silk carpet
flowing around her and hovering
are the silk worms  
Weaving an intricate pattern and a wonderful covering  

Who can see her cold      
shivers       ripples        shudders rack her being
and Yet  her eyes rain down on Mine,        
That look , that supplicant
Stopped in the Way        

Free at last

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