HUNGER
They had longed for
familiarity.
They had been
advised against words
too often
not to abuse them
in minute endless talks.
autopsying their silences
to the utmost cruelty
as if it were a sin
not to translate,
even what can be shown.
Their voices
were everywhere
dangerously disturbing
the universe.
When it was installed,
their avoidance
for each other, for every detail of one another,
it too was spoken of
to exhaustion.
Nothing happens
That cannot be narrated.