Hunger

She’s hungry

She’s always hungry

You can tell that by  looking

Though one shouldn’t

surmise

There are drugs that make 

one “fat”

(she hates the word)

Genetics even 

But we digress

She’s hungry

for a good time 

A dress-up

tress -up

time

It seems that

doesn’t happen

anymore

Not in her world

She misses the

compliments

They were part of

the scene 

Smiles all around

dancing even

Cocktails 

She’s hungry 

She’s always hungry

and at the rate things

are going

she’ll most likely

starve

Ellecee

Day 13 - NaPoWriMo - 2022

A day for whimsy