Old Hunger

Is it the main course of the tale

  or the ingredients that count

 

Is it the entree served first

  or the dessert that surmounts

 

Is it the first that was last

  or the last then before

 

As the order indentured

  reverses once more

 

Was it the things that you said

  or the silence you kept

 

Was it the moments you starved

  or those times that you wept

 

Was it for honor and glory

  or a passion unseen

 

As your meal time resets

  —and old hunger now feeds

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

 

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