A ravenous thought reaches me
I intern reach for my ink
Pondering skillfully upon my pod
Adjusting to the slightest heat
The passion retrained in vengance
It grips the soul and feasts
Blue goop surrounds my thinking
Pacing slightly inside my state
I replace the past with the real
Sweating as if I was toxic
All part of my falisy construction
Daily grind recommences despite
My pleading goes unheard
Suddenly a rush of eternal bliss
Punctured my inner being
Externalizing all my demons
I cry in remorse, my friends
A new more intense conclusion
Brings itself to my attension
Ash burnt Grey, devours the ravenous
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