Hunger
HUNGER
Like a pigeon awaiting the scraps that may fall to the ground
I wait
My anxiety and patience screams
At me to grab and run
Yet I sit still and bide my time
Longingly my eyes linger over each bite
That the well fed take
The action of mouth opening
Enclosing
Then devouring
Seem so alluring
I am transfixed
I stare shamefully
Enviously
Hunger is wrecking me
The pangs are abusing me
I need to appease
The growling of my stomach
The exhaustion I feel
The torment wrecking my mind
Will no one spare a thought
And a few morsels?
I can feel the rage building in me
I want
I need
knowing that I must wait angers me
I feel abandoned by humanity
Lunch hour drones on
I salivate
No energy to grab and run
So I must wait patiently
The rumblings continue
I stare longingly
Slyly
I am near tears
I have not the courage to ask
For it will seem a fraught plea
My tears will betray my desperation
And my impatient hunger
I still have my pride
It clings to me
Admonishing me for
What I must do after they
Who are well fed depart
Sadly it silences not my hunger
I will not ask
Nor beg
But wait patiently
Hoping for crumbs
Or beads of any liquid left
For me to assemble
A feast
A stomach silencing munch
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