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 © Riley Hood | Year Posted 2017
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