The Ravonettes

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Never Empty...

I dreamed I was experiencing starvation.
My mouth no longer salivated upon thought.
My stomach no longer rumbled at smells.
My mind no longer yearned for sustenance.

I was dreaming of emptiness... emotional emptiness. And, the only thing that kept me living was the hope that seared my cheeks in the form of fat, warm tears.

I awoke gasping and I vowed never to be empty. Life filled my lungs and I drifted...


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