Hunger-buzzed outside of myself
I watch my body
zombie-walking supermarket aisles
eyes scoffing at pastries
thick in my mouth
as the pretty American girl opens her mouth
around fat cookies as big as her fist
swallows inside my ears.
ASMR mukbang is the new appetite suppressant.
Experience the sorcery of filling up
on an empty stomach.
Listen to these mouth sounds
tingle down the spine
like popping candy
acrylics tap tapping across my brain
little scratches lighting up an itch
a scab to dig right into
scoop clean as the honeycomb
that coats her lips deliciously
my mouth salivating around nothing.
God, I have found my new religion
and don’t be offended when I say
I have never felt closer to transcendence
than the throat clenching
tongue buzzing anticipation
of opening my hoarded stash
of saved videos to binge
in a scrolling sugar rush
feast for the eyes
like a black hole insatiably inhaling
nutella candy lips chew tingles
mochi swallow ice cream candied fruit
drool crumble tingles open
cake mouth full eyes
overflowing more more more
so many mouths
swallowing for me
and I can eat the whole world
and never be full.
I lack nothing.
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Anna is a creative writing student from Birmingham, UK. She is passionate about all forms
of writing, particularly poetry, and often takes inspiration from film. Her work explores
themes of grief, memory, nostalgia, mental health and the body. Her flash fiction has been
published in Anansi Archive.
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