Like Saturn

The need for consumption has been a primal urge for me
ever since I've had the consciousness of needs.

The constant craving.

The constant barred teeth, and gaping maw.

The constant want-- of needs to be met. 

(like how before a feast a crow caws)

I am Starved.

and need to consume. (without guilt) 

just to be full. (of regret)

I am like Saturn. some days. 
and I bite through the flesh of my own body,
eating at myself.

Blood drips from my mouth,

the shameful kind.

the kind not out of need, but now of want.

Thus turning myself into the consumed.
turning my wants into needs.

bloody beaked

turning my starving, into a craving.

Like Saturn.