Hungry Words

by Aleisha Goodman

We are split
in different directions
that our pride and egos
will not let us touch.
keeping us at a distance
that not even our words can reach
They will be spoken
then evaporate in thin air
as they leave our hungry lips
like the ambers of a cigarette
They will hang onto your earlobes
for balance
crawl through your ear canal and into
your empty mind
by then it will be too late.
You will be numb and stiff
deaf by the ignorance that has consumed you

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Currently a college student pursuing a career in journalism. I am currently reside in Manchester, New Hampshire but am originally from Baltimore Maryland.