wanted ads are carved into my bonesMature

wanted ads
are carved into
my bones like
hieroglyphs, they
ask for all the things
i cannot get my voice
box to push out, to
acknowledge with
sound that i need
(i need so much;
a sea of want so deep
it has no measurable
depth except that it is
vast and endless and
so, so hollow).

The End

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