it just so happens that
this feeling inside me
is eating me away
getting stronger everyday
it behooves me to submit
to the hunger pangs
search for inner peace
in pieces of chicken butter masala
or prawns well made
forgetting the world for a bite
or for getting cheat meal on diet
pbj. enough said
i would travel far and wide
if a hotel serves best side
and fresh eggs laid
yes, i live to eat. that’s cause
i have a life. un robot like. what’s
the point in being hungry and dead
