I am a stranger
lurking alone in my own vicious wilderness
while the meat in my chest
squeezes and teases a hulking hunger
groping in motion
balance is but a shimmering notion
and lurching compelled
my soul in its special hell of wet mortal limits
perpetually thirsting
Uit : Glossolalia - Vic Chesnutt (music and lyrics : Vic Chesnutt)
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