Category: Poetry

Your hunger, your need
leech life from those you love -
held up to your mirror
they shatter in trying
to achieve the perfect reflection
you have created
in your expressions of desire -
ever more complicated -
twisting and stretching back
to the needs of the child
most have outgrown,
but you cling to with weak
fingers, grown desperate
over the time
you have failed to grow;
now, no more than a husk, a shell -
though you are beautiful
it is the fuzzy beauty 
of the caterpillar,
not the elegant beauty 
of the butterfly.

Will you see the sacrifice
as it lays dying at your feet,
wound gaping - an open sore -
stabbed by love?
Will you recognize they died
of hunger - though they slaked
their thirst with love, you
provided no nutrition, no succor?
Will you see life left them
through a failure of the heart -
you kept wanting more; demanding
more, and returned hollow affection?
      They sacrificed themselves breaking their hearts,
      going hungry that you might feel loved. Did you?

I want to go hungry
while chasing my dreams.

I want to feel the lean uncertainty
of the future stretched out before me.

I want to know my limits,
how much can I take?

I want the hard edge
of one who has sacrificed all.

I want to simplify,
casting out the complexity I cannot control.

I want to race before the sun
and feel its fire in my soul.

I want to know enough
because I tire of wanting.

I want nothing,
for I have everything.