The Hunger

by James A Holt

Staring at the monitor
The hunger grows inside.
The inescapable need for it
Drives me to insanity,
Such is my desire.
But lo,
That which I hunger for is
Nowhere to be found.
*Sigh* What I would give for a piece,
Just a small piece.
I don't think anybody can blame me,
When the hunger is upon you,
You would jump upon anything!
Oh, how I would love
Just to have one piece,
A single piece


Posted on 03/01/2002
Copyright © 2023 James A Holt

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