Hunger Within Reason

Voracity 

Carnal in incarnation 

Can you lack any visible signs of entry? 
–

Keep the noise locked away?

When I saw you last night, you were

Not the same

Your eyes were like long streams 

Washing through cracks and crags 
–

At the ebb and flow

Beck and call

Cradle the motive

And we all rise 

And we all fall
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The prime purpose of feeding is 

To channel nonexistence 

Into cell 

Regeneration