melting

i haven't found myself hungering like this since you tore out my heart.
i need to fill in this hole.
now i hunt,
i search,
in ancient woods to modern metropolis.
i hunt
i search
until i can fill these holes you left inside my body.
the size of your tiny hands ripping at me,
piece by piece.

i have chunks missing in my ice-sculpture body
you've taken and turned me into art
but i'm melting
and these chunks
let the heat work so much faster

so i need to hunt
i need to search
fill these holes with snow
keep myself cool
so i don't just melt away