I’m hungry, but not for
nicotine, caffeine,
solvents or ecstasy;
addictions of the physical,
their prurience envelops and
infects,
as kisses do,
but nothing’s quite as sweet as
lust and
every day I rot and rust.
I’m hungry, but not for
nicotine, caffeine,
solvents or ecstasy;
addictions of the physical,
their prurience envelops and
infects,
as kisses do,
but nothing’s quite as sweet as
lust and
every day I rot and rust.
