Not the lack of food, not always—
Always the hunger for more. More
Is what hunger is all about,
And hunger’s what life is about.
What eats, what consumes, is alive,
And what is alive is a threat
In its hunger for the others
To the others that are alive.
We’re sorry we say what’s not nice.
We’re words with no hunger for life,
Not yet, not for certain. We might.
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