So Hungry
By Idle Monkey
My stomach's full by I'm still so fucking hungry. Famished near exhaustion
and worn down from an appetite for day-old t.v. dinners. I feel as if
I'm wasting away delicately carrying my bones like old baggage. Wondering
how I can feel so hollow and yet so weighed down by things I shouldn't
even consider. I know I should eat but a cursory kitchen glance reveals
cupboards empty as promises broken. Time to turn on, tune in, and drop
this self-prescribed diet.
List in hand, sent shopping endless aisles for organically-grown presence
of mind, though so many shelves left unstocked. I'm only able to find
mass quantities of preprocessed substance and canned responses. Now thinking
I should check out. Or rather check myself in.
But I have a hard time calling myself crazy when everyone else around me
is falling to shambles. Not that it doesn't make it any less true. If
only they'd loosen these restraints of complacency. A man could lose his
mind in this suit-and-tie straitjacket of an existence.
Though much to the scientists' chagrin, they've yet to find a cure for
this eating disorder. But my experience is extensive enough to know better.
There's just one way to win this battle of malnutrition. Back to the
drawing board for a second serving.
And still even when I eat, my stomach's still so fucking hungry.
Comments on "So Hungry"
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A former member wrote:
all i can say is ......brrrp!!!!!!!lol
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A former member wrote:
I feel your famine.
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On Sunday, February 17, 2008, freudian-slip
(239) wrote:
A man could lose his mind in this suit-and-tie straitjacket of an existence. i love the way u write.
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On Sunday, February 17, 2008, elisa
(1616) wrote:
aching for sustenance ...an insatiable hunger indeed.