Smoke and Sand
they greedily grabbed at the insubstantial stuff
hoping it would fill the void
left wondering which state is better
the familiarity of the void
or the unsatisfying gluttony of feasting
on what could never sustain
knowing the answer
they grabbed their fork
and feasted
holding oblivion back
for just a little while longer
praying for a stone or splinter
to chew on.
