man(y)eater

meat burnt

lava lost in the earth

i am told you still drip

into waters that leave you hard

creating an island

where no man is

for the only ones who are

what they eat

are the cannibals

who share your fire

and your feast of us

(do it do it)

(well done)

*

what is stronger than

you

who dies daily

from love and the loss of it

from hope and its unboxing

from weakness and its wearing comfort

but yet

and yet

for yet

you move into

what is

which is always

no more

(but at least not more no)

you