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The refrigerator hums

Vibrates

The light at the top clinks on as you open to the possibility of

Drowning in the excitement

To feed the hungry void

Blue fluorescent light marks the shadow at your feet

Darkness and false light bite and bark

In and endless fight

Depending on where you are


The light wins the endless fight

From battle to battle

Your feet circle walking closer and closer to the kitchen

Each sockless step drags

Drunken wet drool

Eye crusted pillows

A made bed with no wrinkle

Nosleep


No rain no snow hot summer breeze

Open window with nothing but silence

Hear yourself breathe


Each breath a waste

In your mind

Nosleep

Zero

Peace

Sock less feet

In the dry breeze of

this summer heat


The refrigerator clothed with juicy memories

Stained with jelly salmonella and dried meat

Juicy memories

Of small faces family

Smiling with lying eyes

Wrinkled in the cheeks

Dimple so deep

But the eyes were as stiff

As fresh ironed sheets



The refrigerator hums

Vibrates

The light at the top clinks on as you open to the possibility of

Drowning in the excitement

To feed the hungry void

A land of milk and honey

A land called frigidaire or boyer

In the dry air of the heat of summer

A world of cool cold enough to freeze you into a trance

Sockless toes wiggle and dance

As you imagine the vast lands of gravy

Cheese and uncooked eggs

Your knees wobble as you mouth beggs


Hustle your mind

Fighting the darkness with false light

Each shelf is a climb to a new self

If sleep isn't mine

If sleep isn't kind

Sleep i cannot find

Rest assure ill devore life blind

Let foo be the bind

Ripping my strong will with the grind

As teeth clench

My jaws wicked stench


The refrigerator hums

Vibrates

The light at the top clinks on as you open to the possibility of

Drowning in the excitement

To feed the hungry void

To the disappoint

And the disappointed

As empty as the false light

As empty as the the void

As empty as can be

The refrigerator mocks me

Empty

As the darkness fights the light

My knees wobble in the fright

No sleep tonight

Nothing to eat tonight

So my mouth begs the light

To hold my hungry void tight

Squeeze my right

My knees wobble in the light


With no food in sight

All I can do is fight.
Written by chubbybuttcakes
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