Empty Calories


A persuasive
pale powder
showers my mind
drowning my troubles
until I realize
it’s an endless drought
of biblical proportions
where paranoia
is the only crop
allowed to flourish
feeding my insanity
though it’s never enough
to curb the cravings
as I hunger for more
in my state of
emaciation

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