Hungry Vagrant~

My tummy growls an empty swirl Hunger stews inside my tummy Weak from a lack of nutrients My heavy head seeks rest With frailty ......I search incessantly Whence comes my next meal? The question lingers with vigor I ache for something to devour Indulging the smell of restaurants Walking slowly past…..wondering …. Could I eat an empty table’s leftovers? Not having enough wits to debate it Taking initiative, I step over the railing Grabbing a bread stick left on a plate I fill my innards …..nothing satiates me Looking up from the outside patio, Bread in my hand and my cheeks full, My eyes fixated on the waiter watching I continue to chew and swallow what's left Tucking the rest into my pocket I step nonchalantly over the patio rail Back onto the sidewalk with pride Smiling content with my vitality intact..... .......... I walk on