belly of the beast




(not) finite.

(you) misapprehend my hunger.

here. hold your hand to the night sky
to measure its depth
by reach
or
close your fingers
around the stars
and

tell me
  how many
  you can hold

tell me
  the distance between the darkness,
  your captured stars,
  and my
     hunger.

tell me
  you already had this dream
  that the sky
  is no darker
  than the belly
  of my beast.

tell me
  you understand that submission
  and salvation
  can both be found
  on your knees

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