A selfish hand and 

a hungry mouth

are not to be trusted.

Check the Apple

My hunger demanded to be sated

and all I could offer it was an apple.

It said it was an adequate offering 

for the time being.

Instead of bringing it to my lips

to have my teeth pierce it's skin

I opted to cut it's body into slices.

My hunger rolled it's eyes back

with delight as it savored 

each sweet bit.

I paused and looked at 

the half remaining on my plate

and saw one-third of a sticker

remaining on it. 

I felt sickened for a moment

and realized there was nothing 

I could do. So, I finished the rest

and hoped for the best.

Hunger

Satisfy the hunger of

this love

or it will starve.