POMEGRANATE

Written by Riley (@hoursweretheb1rds6)

i am hollow—

i bite in,

its skin splits under my teeth—

flesh pulled apart

like the boundries of skin and bone.

the seeds, ruby and raw.

i devour,

ripping at the crimson,

greedy for the blood,

for the ache of it.

a hunger I can't satisfy.

the juice drips down my chin.

desire is cruel—

the way it swallows,

i am hollow—still.

what is love if not this hunger for flesh

clinging to my hands,

blood-red and slick,

and the seeds which fall to my palm

i am hollow—still.

the emptiness gnaws at me,

a constant ache beneath my ribs,

a constant ache beneath my ribs,

and yet I feed,

devouring.

i am starved.

i am starving

i am hollow, still.