Subsistence
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mintcloud
mintcloud Community member
Autoplay OFF   •   2 years ago
Too much coffee ebbs and flows within my confines of my stomach and tips into the fraying edges of my stability. It replaces the incognizance I had embraced, a deluge pouring down the city drains, shifting and snatching the pieces it can take.

Subsistence

Coffee ebbs and flows within the confines of my stomach, tips into the fraying edges of my stability.

It replaces the incognizance I had momentarily embraced, becoming a deluge pouring down the city drains, shifting and snatching the pieces it can take.

The fleeting fill I swallowed whole when I still had room was a taste too sweet to forget the sensation of famine.

But now it's gone, and there is only coffee.

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