Tagged: hungry

on the first day of

on the first day of
spring, an earthworm, dancing in
our planter, squirming

for us to till the soil, like
an impatient child, hungry
.
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crumbs later, we will

between hungry and

between now and

between now and
soon, we will single
out a restaurant
worthy
of our weekend
appetites and not
promise to stop
window-shopping
as we walk home,
stuffed
and discovering
a whole new
dimension
to order envy
.
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we do not know our

we do not know our
appetites until we cross
paths with it – sometimes

in broad daylight, other times,
in the middle of the night
.
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thinking of home is

it’s feeding time, we

it’s feeding time, we
are doling out
just the right
portions

digestible
morsels of our
past, present,
future – enough
to swallow
whole, racing
to metabolize
one another’s
presence,
happy to be
nine-tenths full
.
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the heart often

the heart often
lingers dutifully
in orbit,
breaks off
pieces of
memory when
hungry, stays
close to avoid
missing
any shooting stars
.
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certainly more

certainly more
than once
in a lifetime, it gets
caught, entangled
by its very own

hands – the exact
minute, the hour,
is not so
important as the
standstill,
the hungry
gears of time
thwarted,
gnawing
at the adjacent
memories
.
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