Hunger
They sink
Deep into their own bodies
And take turns
In making themselves
Into utensils of skin-
One mounting over
The fire of the other.
They cook
Their own flesh
Into a sweet pulp of desire.
Seething in hunger
They start licking
The platter
Of their quivering bodies
Clean, sucking marrows
From each other’s bone
Moaning in satiation
Profusely complimenting the cook
On the taste of the recipe.
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- Durga Prasad Panda
Durga Prasad Panda is an accomplished bilingual poet and critic whose works have appeared in prestigious journals across the country and abroad.
