Hungry

A Poem

Photo by Author

each square image of
this naked body in a bathtub
is un-instagrammable skin

un
worthy
un
desirable
un
happiness

pervades all the doing
of these fingers, legs, mind, pulse

tongue knows liberation
but thoughts are captive

“nothing tastes as good as
being skinny feels”

except for
steaming vindaloo
and golden biryani

or crispy bread
under marinara
under mozzarella.

skinny

I have been there
a rabid visitor
longing for the air
of that barren city
to fill me up

but I just left hungrier.

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