Instadrabbles (delayed dribbles) by 0ur_Ouroboros

Hunger (we wake under this spacious sky)

Prompt: selection from the song "Hunger" by Robinson and Rohe, here covered by Vienna Teng. https://www.youtube.com/clip/UgkxdmKnTgORu9DccoJeItBrYrMR1P5sMylB

> Though the ink is running dry, we still insist to write upon the sky

> Oh, this spacious sky

> Is not poetry enough for our swelling lungs

> We must write a thousand songs to carry on our tongues

> Our thoughts will burn so bright we can white the stars out from the sky at night

> And we wonder if our love will endure the certain pain

> And if this land can withstand the endless strain of our hunger

Long limbs stretch their first, skin-shades blend, as they strain with hunger,

all reaching up

   and out. 

       Bright eyes blink open.

Thoughts burning bright, their greeting: the stars. 

    The sky at night.

Lungs swell with new breath, fresh mouths open and a thousand tiny songs emerge,  

carried on unsteady tongues.

It takes no words to wonder, to love. Land can withstand them, 

   say the endless stars, above