Gnashing of teeth
All because I need
something to eat
Moody, annoyed
Eyes glare so enraged
Feels like I’ve been
empty for days upon days
Vexed, raging
Stomach hollow
I inhale the meal, chew
and swallow
Relief, cured
Smile with ease
I’m happy, content and
all over pleased
Improved, repaired
Every changing mood
Now I feel silly
getting mad over food.
JAM
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