Starving Poem by Thomas Case

Starving

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I'm not hungry.
How many times have
I said that?
This time, it's the
recent woman.
She wants to savor
the buzz.
Food would interfere.
I know it all too
well.
The hell of not
eating to maintain
the high.
Food absorbs.
I used to go
six to ten days
without a bite.
The light goes out.
The brain begins to
eat itself.
She's starving.

Sunday, March 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

A good poem about food.Likes.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 02 October 2023

She's starving.....................fulcrum! Hunger depicted in this poem is reflective in other dimension...appreciated! !

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Adeline Foster 02 December 2015

Now, that was enigmatic. Another kind of hunger? At least one reader thought it was about a liquid diet. Read mine - Indebted - Adeline

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Blaine Strong 27 November 2015

I can identify with this far too strangely man. Good work

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Thomas Case 30 July 2015

It's about loving the high of the booze more than food.

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Ace Of Black Hearts 29 March 2015

Starving for self indulgence is a sad state of affair. I have lived days where the fridge was bare. And it's emptiness wasn't by choice. Till you have to starve you have no idea what it really is. Good poem.

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Thomas Case

Thomas Case

Oxnard, California
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