This longing inside of me gnaws like a hungry dog on a naked bone

The meat is gone

All that is left is the lingering taste in the mouth

But it was hours ago when consumed.

The bone is not much company

Yet is that true?

Does my body play tricks on me?

Am I really hungry or is it lust for flavor

If I connect with my gut, I know I’m full

I can always be full when I connect with myself.

For myself is a part of the whole.

Deep inside is meat forever

Cured, smoked, and flavored in infinite variety

Hunger is when I forget that I’m already full.

External solutions don’t last

Stillness, being, inner focus

Are the keys to unlock my fullness

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