Seeking

there’s mercurial taste i’m seeking,
a hunger is growing in the pits of my stomach, an insatiable need to bring to order the chaos that floats around me,  my blood is boiling hotter than the suns surface, and under the dark soil my limbs soak up the devil’s fury. all this while my heart and mind float to the melodies of the earth’s bellowing cool breeze, and with eyes of painful hunger seek to drown in this insatiable mercurial need. i’m dancing in this poison chaos surviving off want, surviving off growing hunger, needing it all to be unleashed, wanting to drench my soul in suns blissful fury, needing this poison to be siphoned from my veins.