Hunger

Let me be the pinprick The Devil's smoke perfume The pipe's 'round which you wrap your lips I'll be these things for you That thirst inside your clenched fist I'll fix it with my dew Let just one drip caress your lips Now I'm consuming you Hunger hunger hunger hunger Insatiable thrust of the driest lust's gale Hunger hunger hunger hunger The rasp of an asp that consumes it's own tail