Thomas W. Case

Gold Star - 5,422 Points (November 10 1966 / Oxnard, California)

Starving - Poem by Thomas W. Case

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
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.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about Starving by Thomas W. Case

  • Adeline Foster (12/2/2015 3:36:00 PM)

    Now, that was enigmatic. Another kind of hunger? At least one reader thought it was about a liquid diet.
    Read mine - Indebted -
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  • Blaine Strong (11/27/2015 12:11:00 PM)

    I can identify with this far too strangely man. Good work (Report) Reply

  • Thomas Case (7/30/2015 4:20:00 PM)

    It's about loving the high of the booze more than food. (Report) Reply

  • Ace Of Black Hearts (3/29/2015 9:41:00 AM)

    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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  • (3/29/2015 9:40:00 AM)

    A good poem about food.Likes. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, March 24, 2017

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