Starving

I am starving.
Only snacking on soft words,
When I should be devouring whole poems.

I am starving.
Only sipping on small syllables,
When I should let the ink drip from my chin.


I am starving.
Only letting words dance over my tongue, 
When my mouth should be full.

I am starving.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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January 5, 2018 at 11:57 AM
I love this poem. Well done, Riley
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