Figs

the palms of my hands are empty and I am craving figs... awakened by a growling stomach and the social media feeds and the TV just can't fill me today friendships have grown apart, no one to come home to sinks in from time to time, and the news from the doctor lingers...and snapping at the customer service rep on the phone was uncalled for...I ask again what am I here for? a calming came through filling my palms and they grew warm with time and patience, three tons of figs filled surround me and the `cravings went away...