Even It Kills Me

I crave it.
I crave the essence of life
to be drained from me,
and to let it pour
into my poems.
To make the readers
sense the raw force
of a soul;
to let this world hear
the pure voice of existence, of life;
to have my words
weave into their bones,
and settle in their marrow.
I crave it!
Even if it consumes me.
Even if it consumes me!

ALL RIGHT RESERVED, Copyright, Kelvin Jasi, 9/9/24

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