Hunger

confronting desire for another

I stare out the window

Of his high rise luxury condo

In my thrift store dress

And hot glued earrings

Watching the kingdom below

Serfs commuting like little fairy lights

And wonder what am I doing in this lion’s den

Am I an antelope?

A lioness?

Should I already know?

Or certainly know by the end of tonight?

 

I am certain only

Of this anomaly:

I hunger for

his hunger for me

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I really enjoyed this poem because of its message. The need to be wanted and loved in some capacity. To feel desired and needed. The inner struggles of our mortality and finding the truth of self between all these things. Thank you for sharing your words. They were touching.