Unapologetically Artistic

We Become One
I was introduced to videos about addicts.
a month ago, quietly in my room I watched
people consume the inedible and perform the unthinkable.
A woman’s hands itching to grab a hold of the drywall,
breaking a piece and inserting it into her mouth.
chewing with her eyes closed, in bliss.
A man reaching into dark, damp shower drains,
bare-handed and inspecting,
collecting slimy bundles of brown wet hair
and twirling them around his thick fingers,
mesmerized and satisfied with his findings.
Another one reaching for an urn,
twisting the lid impatiently, licking her fingers
stuck them into the powdery ash and back into her mouth,
consumed the remains of her lover.
I wondered how it could be possible,
For someone to consume so much of the inconsumable.
For someone to perform the unthinkable.
I was disgusted; I was captivated.
I was trapped.
I watched carefully and almost religiously,
Beginning to take in their habits, their peculiarities.
I realized what happened
too late.
Angela Domingo
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