Hungry

     It isn’t funny 
     You don’t belong in the house

     Don’t get comfortable

     What do they feed you?

     Envy’s leaves and sorrow’s root?

     Rancor’s meager blood?

     Here’s a true feast then

     Whole heart, witnessing eyes

     Open throat, love's sighs

     What are you craving?

     My fresh tears in a teaspoon?

     Why are you dying?

     Hungry old dreamer

     Darken my door again and

     I’ll make you suffer