How To poem

How to Eat Your Feelings

You will know hunger the way
we all know hunger, a
stretching feeling, a green
uneasy feeling. You will
reach for what is in front
of you, what is always
in front of you, you will
forever be reaching out—
your body and mine,
we are not so different,
my hunger is more simple,
and less about the devouring.
You will claim to have holes,
you will speak of emptiness
as if you know it, as if
it were inside you, as if
you had been born from it,
rather than it born from you.
You will read me poems about men
who eat their hearts in the desert
and smile and say, yes.
Your heart and mine—
we are not so different.
My hunger is more simple,
and less about the devouring.

~ by raymunbro on January 16, 2008.