Hunger is everything
hunger for love and trust
hunger for power and applause
hunger for truth
and the hunger we don’t hear enough about

I hunger for cheese
which I can no longer eat since my diagnosis
my liver having basically turned to fondue
the way I understand it
a sticky mess oozing into my blood
which could stop my ticker like a tar pit

I don’t talk about my hunger much
because by comparison it’s nothing like
doing without and wasting away
or having no milk for your baby

When someone’s organs give out too soon
family and friends mourn
When a child starves in a mother’s arms
the whole world feels sick
even if we don’t want to talk about it