Appetites

She I'm told is up and out there

Never let me know so I become my own one

Aside from truth my own in piles in nightmares

Appetite for love I see you in the nighttime

Alive though born in mud in waves of nightmares

Metal in your head and magnified inside me

Through tooth to bone I'm on you

Stop me

Never let me go I cannot make you find me

So take me home beyond you light years

Different than you were but pleased to come and meet me

I could cook

My phone

And drive through nightmares

Break me into crumbs or things that make you hunger