Devour

trauma knows your name

it calls to you in dark corners

seduces you in familiarity

its screams seems to be

your solemn duty

to quiten

though that baby is not yours

its demands are never satisfied

though your knees touch the ground

it beckons you to prostrate

then hastily descend into newly found depths

it sells itself as home

yet its hungrier than a black hole

everyday it rises to meet you

it materializes in dreams

lucky, you know who he is