Only when you go to sleep
Will this need to eat and drink cease...
And as you dream
You’ll want it all
You’ll want much more.
Your mouth,
A door to hell and paradise.
And you realize
Your vigilance
Your sobriety
Your self-control is now
Ruined and extinct.
Grievous disgust and guilt.
And you call pig the one in the mirror
Craving to get rid of an anxiety
Which you forgot how long ago...
An anxiety
Which no love or sport
will ever call off...
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