Hated Hunger

I hear his voice

playing in my head

like some damn

button stuck on rewind.

I wish to erase it

while hoping

to never forget its sound.

Why can’t I let go?

Betrayal, a broken heart

should have me

begging an exorcism

to remove every trace

of him from me.

Yet I sit here

hungry for his touch

on my skin.

My arms cold ,

starving appendages

beg to hold him

and feel his warmth.

Oh, that I could kiss his lips

to remove the goodbye

from them.

I hate the hunger

consuming me.

I have tasted

the bitter herbs

of his lies.

There should be anger

not this longing

to crawl into his embrace.

Gods, goddesses,

stars, the moon,

whatever heaven

will send to purge

him from my heart,

please do it now.

I am weary of daylight smiles

that drown in nights of tears.

©Susie Clevenger 2011

Poetry Picnic Wk9 :Longing, Loss, Losing and Failures

Poets United Thursday Think Tank #70: Hunger
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