Happy and hungry

Radiant and ready to explode,

My best status comes when I am alone.

More than complete, my joy passes the brink

And pulls me forward.

Small butterflies take off when hungry,

Food made with simplicity

And new challenge tickle my stomach.

Stay happy, feed the Hunger.

Food hunt

I am starving today
For those warm afternoons running in the fields
And those silent evenings reflecting on a book.
Food for the avid mind
And food for the temperamental belly
Do not overlap
And are complementary.

Beetle

Like a beetle I crawl
To the frontiers of the mind
Searching for new words
Asking for new images
And demanding sharper feelings
To describe and feed
My inner curiosity
And my hungry monster.

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