900.

Gorge on the feelings
within and never should its
power leave again.

899.

A permanent cure
in its inexorable
determination.

898.

A hungry mouth fixed
toward heart's continual,
pointless endeavors.

897.

When overridden
the expending turns back on
itself. Cannibal.

896.

Forgetting in its
machinations that it is
built with set reason.

895.

The mystery of
veins unwound in gentle love's
faulty intentions.

894.

A search for the soft
compass within. All points turn
backwards. Rewind heart.