The Esurient Man

This hunger is bigger than me
And stronger
It punches my stomach
and drains my energy
It demands food.

It gripes my sides
Leaving only skin and bones
It intrudes my mind
Demanding my attention.

Feed me!
Feed me!
Give me what I long to have!
Feed me
Feed me.

But I have nothing to offer or to give
No food.
No water
Nothing.

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