I'm so hungry
A fridgeful a cupboardful
Opening doors closing them again
Rumbling continues
Bright edges call
Wavering gestures
Draw out fisheyes
Tantalized quicksilver
No place to hide
Planes merge once more
Inner universe collapses
Upon itself bardo coalesces
Perhaps candle flame's
All I'll need in the New World
That and my best nature
Usually reserved for strangers