The stinging of hunger
The rattling of batteries
The former is liquid
The latter is metal
Both kill
Hunger turns liquid into d-r-o-p d-r-o-p thirst
We lay clad in war-struck rags
d-r-o-p d-r-o-p d-r-o-p thirst of tingling
Sizzling hunger-viper enticing us
We are silently gaping at the sky
Imagining rain and bread
Our wide open eyes are protruding out of sockets
Civilized dicks take us for rides
They grow into skyscrapers
We all laugh in pleasure
A child giggles uranium
Few yards away
Kali has stripped naked
Protruding her dried tongue and wrinkled breasts.
Shiva beneath her feet is missing
He is awake
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