Big Starving Thing
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I want my words to eat me
Like a big starving thing
To eat my bones, my skin, my hair,
Until there's nothing left to see
Only my words
Only my words will be left of me
Still hungry! Every night when you seek sleep
They'll thunder through your window
Just when you think you're alone
You'll hear my words looking for something good to eat
Something good to eat.
You'll forget my face like
The victims of serial killers you've seen on the news
But you won't
Forget my words like
The photos of serial killers you're seen on the news
I want my words to eat me
Like a big starving thing
And lying dying in their jaws
I'll hear the sweet singing
Of my words singing me to my eternal sleep.
