When the moment of acceptance
appears and
chained, thrashing stallion,
renounce to fate
to swallow you whole,
a gaping cavity shall open
within your chest.

The void of absence is always
wider than the space it filled.
It carves deeply,
making sure to leave its host
emptier each time,
until a walking carcass
is all that remains.

You have always been full,
with passion and fire and life,
which is why you can be emptied.