ode to hunger

upon the table sat a treasure craved

two Reese's Peanut Butter Cups, and thus

he fell upon the first, a beast depraved

and gobbled it, unthinking, ravenous

but such was his delight at eating one

it pained him that if he should eat the next

the joy would be too brief and lacking fun

and so he sat and pondered, deeply vexed

he sat and sat, an indecisive mess

and starved away, done in by fecklessness

The idea for the poem came to me a few days ago, but putting it into words was another matter. From concept to execution.