Staving off hunger (an American Diatribe) 
Sometimes when you are starving
For love or money or food
You will go to great lengths
To stop feeling the absence 
Of whatever the longing 
Implies 
Some people buy food 
The way they buy 
Clothes 
Putting as much in their 
Pockets and mouths 
As they can stand 
They hunger for war
And oil and conflict 
And vegetables
And money to pay 
For strippers
And beer
There. Hunger is denied 
By the needs of others 
When does your body 
Need more than mine?
Do we squabble over leftovers?
My thirst is the same as my hunger 
Except it only wants water and wine
Jesus made water into blood on the cross
And for him we pollinate the world with 
Our starvation 
Hunger is a matter of not being full
Of needing to consume forever 
The land and the soil 
Cannot produce enough 
Compost and we recycle  
So that we can keep putting off
The next line in  the poem 
Fecal rust and poison dust 
Live while we eat each other 
Rats in a cage too much of everything 
But Jesus.
Why did I love to eat?
Was it a symptom of something?
A steak and beer
Injured cow screams for it’s death
Somehow I don’t mind.
Are we all primates indeed…
That we would satisfy our hunger 
At the expense of both wolves and deer
And ecosystems 
Violence towards nature is slow and 
Brutal
But nature is slow and brutal as well
Where is my Beer?
Jesus fell at his mothers breast an cried 
“why did we fail?”
God looked down and wept/
The Earth stood silently turning \
While hunger spread from land to land….
And factories belched black smoke
Of animal flesh and chemicals.
The golden arches spread 
From gas station to polluted burg.
And the flag waves happily in the dappled sunlight
Over the starving angular bodies of children 
World wide. 
This is our legacy 
Hunger
Starvation
Of the soul.
 
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