NEVER FULL (2003)....

a villanelle

Only vacant memories, of "things she never said" Open wounds, hollow void, trapped within stretched skin Weightless wondering why -my hunger can't be fed?

fragments fumbled, quickly lost, trapped within my head reason once, logic then, now empty, swift to spin Only vacant memories, of "things she never said"

Coherent frame, now crumbled, held only by a thread Emaciation mocks it's needs, loving me a sin Weightless wondering why -my hunger can't be fed?

Nourish souls with kindness, a warm and tender bread a staple, merely known by eyes, existence only thin Only vacant memories, of "things she never said"

Barren past stretched and pulled, falling far ahead Perfectly paved, primal pursuit: finding what should have been Weightless wondering why -my hunger can't be fed?

Illusion's great defeat, truth lay weakened on my bed Starved for love, loving hate, can't tell from which began Only vacant memories, of "things she never said" Weightless wondering why -my hunger can't be fed?