insatiable

yawns so very wide, like a black hole swallowing up the sun. winks out of existence, wolves howl when the moon no longer makes her exit as night becomes permanent. what does it mean? life dwindles, winks out of existence no longer nourished by warmth taken for granted. new life begins, forms, growing aware of coldness, multiplying, evolving, making progress with night's cool touch. then the jaws clamp shut, tight with fire wanting to touch the chilly black sky. glass ceilings remain, unafraid of heat, insatiable black hole becomes night's partner, life celebrates with the old world gone. does it matter? groans and moans sickly heat, unable to pass through night - squeeze, choking away, the feeble old wants to tell a story. when green pastures reached towards blue skies, donkeys pranced around, as did bambi that frolicked amidst trails and bushes, stamped out. with the ghouls, vampires, revenant spitting, hissing, swallowing up fire, light and life. insatiable, stomping away. they feel no pain, no joy, no peace, insatiable, morbid, a gnashing of teeth with the dead killing the dead, they believe this to be life. and feral slinks away in the darkness, the sun is a bane, a curse, damnation a rainbow promise misunderstood - when insatiable became god.