Oh! Hunger! Hunger!
A starving wisp of a cat.
Food, motherfucker!

The lotus blooms.
Fuck you, asshole. I’m hungry.
Willow, weep for me.

A cherry blossom
is not a pellet, you bitch.
Hungry. Fade away.

In the sand, I perch.
A hard poop—no need to bury.
Back hall: Scamper. Yowl!

Sadness. Empty bowl.
Only solace a sweater.
Why go on? Pellets.

I mew. Are you deaf?
Only the moon knows my hunger.
Feed me now, asshole.

Oh joy! There you go!
Kitchen bound. Resurrection!
Hey, wait! Where’s my food?

Ghost of severed limb
goes scratch, scratch behind the ear.
Yet hunger lives on.