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IsolationConfined within this desiccant huskThis godforsaken artefact of what once stood A sutra of isolation and absence We have become the thrall of famine and drought The Earth that we once enslaved has fallen Consumed by our own insatiable starvation Our focus shifts To ingest the weak and the inanimate Those who cannot resist We turn to our own fragile veins Drinking deep the arterial libation Dissecting the lesser among us Spanning beyond this infinite horizon Sustenance lies in deficit Excise the feast locked within the flesh Death of the weak to feed the strong We are the scavengers of our own mortality Isolation Flocking like vultures to feed on our own skin Where sustenance lies in deficit We have become the thrall of absence |