Do we not feed the world enough For it to want to eat me whole I know it’s hungry I can feeling it rumbling Thunder skies moving across Land where we stand Waiting for confirmation of what we are I know it’s hungry It’s ready for me Mouth wide open Ready to swallow me whole Amongst the cracks I fall Into the abyss of within Where conformation of who we are lies Dust amongst a cloud Of moving smoke Blinding us Eyes closed, I can finally see The world is ready for me
