Hunger

The bounty that I'd hungered for
I gained yet spurned to dine
And behind the mirror looking
I feared its crumbs where mine.

Not that I was sated 
From life's necessities
But left the the table waiting 
On the plenty I could see.

Maybe I was hungry
From the outside looking in
Or that the bounty hungered for
Would take me back again.

Perhaps it was a hunger
That yearning takes away
And I no longer hungry
Had no reason now to stay.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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