A Handful of Burgers and Hearts

A Handful of Burgers and Hearts

A Poem by Jaye Yee-Vandalyn

Some hands hold burgers,
Others hold hearts.
Not much of a difference.
They serve the same role.

One feeds the stomach, the
Other feeds the soul.
The contents must be,
held together.
So squeeze, we must.

Warm fluids flow, through
open valleys of the fingers.
Trickle slowly down a forearm.
Choking. Blood. Oozing. Ketchup.

The smell of iron, and
the taste of salty tears
The hands full, fumbles.
Compete to prove its purpose.
Yet, it couldn’t catchup.

So a stream to a blob to a smudge.
On the white canvas of a blouse.
More hands, wet wipes.
Why won’t it go away?

A heartfelt burger finished;
A glutton for hearts;
An unsatiable appetite;
A hand no longer full;
Goes in search for another.


�" Jaye Yee-Vandaylyn

© 2020 Jaye Yee-Vandalyn

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some stains are worth the price of the meal...when the stomach is quenched...but when the heart is left still hungry, still imploring for a condiment of understanding...the stains will never come out.
Excellent metaphor constructed here.

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Added on May 5, 2020
Last Updated on May 5, 2020
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Jaye Yee-Vandalyn
Jaye Yee-Vandalyn

Singapore, SG, Singapore

Jaye Yee-Vandalyn is a Singaporean writer that weaves details of often-overlooked worldly phenomena to capture her favourite moments in the shape of the written word at : www.poetry4thee.wordpress.com more..