on a diet of strange

eyes shift
with regrets and     Lies
never spoken         Or
even whispered
but swallowed, and absorbed.
with a hallow          Vulnerability.
                            Even
purging, a constant failure.

Like                 A                Slippery rock,
It    drops
Emotionless,

just below the heart
right in the gut, where it
grows into a massive mass
             
                of
broken dreams and promises

...becoming so full, there's
no room for dessert.