Hunger

Poem by
Ish


   
Everywhere I hear the growl
of spirit famished lives
feeding...
always feeding
scouring printed fields 
chewing words
and sentences
munching  paragraphs
roaming supermarket words
in paperback editions
cramming heads with both hands
unaware
the longest walk
in life
is between head and heart..
Ish
 

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