Eat, Fuck, Sleep

I’ve got a feeling in my stomach

A fat bitch like me would mistake for hunger

I’ve got a yearning in my pussy

A lonely bitch like me would mistake for love

I’ve got a tickle in my throat

A talkative motherfucker like me would mistake for poignance

And avoidant

So I eat

I fuck

I speak

Impulsivity making way compulsivity disguised as necessity

(Impulsive giving over to compulsions disguised as need)

I get high

To overeat

To over fuck

To over speak

Talking with my mouth full

Fucking with my belly full

Eating with my hands full, mind somewhere else

All the while feeling endless

Bottomless, replaceable, disgusting

Eat

Fuck

Speak

No sleep

By Amber Marie Hood