Friday, 12 February 2016

Hunger Pangs

You might say "hunger pangs" because hunger hits dully but at once. You ache with hunger, it doesn't hurt, so much as it threatens. So many, many years pass, and you are irrelevant but in this dream I am reminded that I am hungry. My hunger has nothing to do with food. The ache is like a haunting and you are a poltergeist lifting me out of my bed, throwing the lamp across the room, staining the sheet. I suppose a life unlived makes it's presence known. I miss you. I still miss you. I missed you the same when your head was on my pillow.

When I wake up I remember there was a "you" in my dream, but now with the slow winter morning tiptoeing into the house, I can't remember who you are. I'm hungry.

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