Food Taken

a poem for The Host

I can’t stay in one place for too long.

The parasites would find me.

They’d take me like the last cookie

On a plate where there was once many.

 

But I’m so hungry.

I need to bring Jamie food.

I have to take it from them

And leave quickly without being pursued.

 

Every single sound I hear is loud.

The door clicking shut the tick tock of a clock.

My uneven breathing, and stomach moans.

I wouldn’t dare talk.

 

I stuff my food into my bag.

My heart is battering like bats

Against my aching rib cage

As I charge through the desert grass.

 

 

Author's Note

Something else I had to do for school.

Reviews

[zainul]

The piece is quite lovely

[blegh]

greeedeeeeee
hahahaha
love it

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. I like the feel of mystery and desperation. Hunger make us do wild things. I like the tale and the strong ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Holly Mason]

well you should get an easy "A"
love looking through the eyes of poetry
like the usage of Jamie makes it so humanly honest
thank you for sharing