I am getting fat
in the breadbasket of the world.
I am growing sluggish here
and I lift my head
bovine and ruminant, chewing the same
as every other cocksucker out there.
The white scars of my brown skin fading into let’s all get along
the memory of Hunger.
How have I forgotten to stay hungry?
I came from hungry
parents, who were birthed from hungry parents, who
had hungry parents, who climbed up out of
a hungry earth, who was spat from
the cunt of a
who is a hungry woman
with the lust of famine in her eyes
and ribs protruding below her low, big-nippled breasts,
who never died on a cross but lives and lives and lives
on the edge of sacred starvation
forever and ever