Is
it feeding time again?
So
soon, so soon
So
soon, so soon
Are
you really hungry; is it really time?
Is
your last digestion even done?
Glutton…Glutton, you pig
Stuffing-stuffing, again & again
You scream to feast, you cry to eat
Were the warnings right; are you truly a beast?
You
curl your talons, sharp and straight
Saliva
drips your mangled face
Heartbeats
race as plate’s erased
It’s
frightening to see
The remains of a years harvest rest at
your feet
Is
it a case of metabolism notched too high?
Or
is it a case of pure hunger, living deep inside?
How to quench; how to stop?
An appetite that rests for none
And I fear what shall become
When the rations end,
I cringe to be around you then
