the hunger

She said
I am Hunger incarnate
Feed me now

How can you feed something like that
to its satisfaction?
Satiate the insatiable?

And yet you are programmed
in your very fiber
to offer yourself

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Chyfrin the Celtic poet

Artist, Poet, Electrical/Biomedical Engineer, Actor, Playwright, Set construction, Educator, Lover of womankind and single malt scotch

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