Hunger

feed me
Public domain image via Pixabay.com; Design by Carma Spence
Written Feb. 15, 1991.

Feed me
     I’m hungry
Hungry for
     Knowledge
          Love
               Understanding
Am I a gaping wound
     or a black hole?
The analogy is moot
     when compared to
          my hunger
               my need
                    my desire
Help me
     I’m drowning
drowning in an ocean
     of famine
          of frustration
               of possible ignorance
You hold the food
     that will satiate me
You hold the plan
     that will bring my desires
          to fruition
You hold the key
     to open my door
But alas
     you too
          are trapped
inside me
Will I ever let you out?

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