Once I feasted freely on you; Sucked honey from your mouth, ate up the adoration in your eyes, devoured your every word... I swallowed your essence, and nourished myself by transfusion. In greedy hunger, I licked the salt from your body and tasted what love was like I grew fat on my contentment. You are gone now... Voracious cells, grown mad, have consumed you - totally, chewing through places even I could not reach. Tonight, in my loneliness, I nibble on carrot sticks & celery stalks and later run skeletal fingers over jutting ribs and bony pelvis in the dark. My life has been reduced to this. Barbara Gregory (Pearlman) |