Appetite

A satiated bear

Sitting back on the chair

I'm full

So now how am I aware

Our bones will blow away

But what do I care

Mountain shape

Towns people's offerings

Are you still standing there

My delicate contentedness

I'm tenship

And soon will be hungry

Are you coming over for dinner

Are you coming over for lunch

A hole in the side of the building

A crack in the mountain opens

Contentedness on it's foundation

Of constantly waking up to obliteration

Of pieces of world

And blown away bones

I'm full

And I have found my home

Sitting up in the bed

In the small town at night

Mountain shape

Was that someone knocking

It was my appetite

Curious and wide-eyed

Two question marks

And then the door blew down