I've been hungry and thirsty for sometime
My mouth is dry and my stomach one knot
A small piece of bread or smooth, dark red wine
will close up my throat because I forgot
How comforting a taste of grain can be
when you dream nightly of a five course meal
How cleansing a mere drop of rain can seem
running your tongue along an empty, steel
bench that no one occupies anymore -
to savor the taste of a midnight snack
No evidence of stale crumbs on the floor
No reminders of taste to bring me back;
I will savor the memory of food
But discourage my appetite for good
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