| The Hunger -
06-22-01
The pityful whimper of my sisters cry
Control's the evil gleam in my eye
The knawing beast awakens in me
It's painful claws rip inside of me
My arms tremble in my tattered t-shirt
I look at what is in my frail hand.
Something to make me strong
The black shininess of life
The cold steal heavy upon my flesh
A roar is heard in my head
My eyes are closed for a moment's time
My fingers clenched.
"Stay here" I say to my sister
I walk up to the door
My footsteps condeming me with every step
My arm hidden at my bony side
My other hand reaches for the door.
My eyes glace at my sister's face
Tear trails stain her guant cheeks
She stands huddled against the wall
Barely able to support her own weight.
Merely a shaddow in the light
I go inside.
Smells of packaged food, cleanliness, and warmth assult my senses
The clerk frowns at my appearance
"uhmmmmm, we are closed now,"
My arm lifts
The cold steel warms as it sights its target
"Don't shoot, take whatever you want."
Now I can stay I think with twisted humor
My eyes drift shut
My fingure twitch
My ears explode
Hear nothing, see nothing.
Not so clean now
This floor stained red
I grab food, bitting through the plastic
To get to what's inside.
I goarge myself on things I don't taste.
I bag food, gum, candy, pop, and juice
Look towards the cash register
Then at the cashier
The beast now contained
The gapping hole is now his chest
His eyes vacant and cold
Terror forever printed there.
I grab the cash over the counter
My eyes never change
It could be no other way
That's what my buddy taught me,
He died last week.
I leave the store
And the dead
Walk towards my sister
And hand her a bag
She tears into it
Just as I had done
A savage beast is shown
She eats like so until she is full.
Then together we move on
Away from the light
Alive for another day
The beast put to slumber once again
And slip into the shaddows. |