Starving Man. A poem.

I am a starving man
Hungry for love and life
Intentionally bulimic
My stomach groans
Reminder of my hunger strike
Surrounded by the feast
Confounded by the choice
Arms too weak to take
Eyes too dim to see
Lips parched and belly swollen
The starving man stumbles on
Hungry for love

Published by stevestillstanding

I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry, music, movies, comics, books and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

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