Daily Writing Prompt

HUNGER

I SNACK ON FINGERNAILS WHEN I WRITE
ON THE HYPOTHETICALS I RECITE
THE KNOTS IN THE BELLY TIED FAR TOO TIGHT TO EVEN THINK ABOUT A MENU TONIGHT
I SNACK ON PENCIL POINTS, JOINTS AND PINTS
I CHEW HER EAR OFF TIL SHE BITES
I WANNA READ THE ONES THAT I FORGOT
DEMOLISH THIS HOUSE BUILT WITH WRITERS BLOCKS
THE POEMS SCRIBBLED IN MY ALCOHOLIC BRAIN THAT I TRULY BELIEVED COULD HAVE BEEN SOMETHING GREAT.

I SNACK ON A SIDE OF LAUGHTER
BECAUSE WERE ALL SO FUNNY
NOBODY CARES WHAT WE WRITE
SNACK ON THAT.

IF YOU CAN EVEN THINK ABOUT FOOD AT A TIME LIKE THIS.

I SNACK ON MY DEFECTS
WOW. WHAT I NEED TO DO IS EAT LESS.