Eternally Hungry, My Own Victim


I have been eternally hungry

Deprived of all that I need.

By my own cruel heart

I am starved.

Pangs rip from toe to soul

Claiming body inside and out.

Meaningless courses of

Temptations are served.

In grand display of china.

Swirls of sauce and facades of flavor.

Promising joy, fulfillment, peace.

Exquisite, culinary soul delights.

But with every taste

Hunger lingers.

Laughing at my distress.

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