Thoughts on Desire

The dog says I'm starving, 

  Feed me, feed me.

If I starve, I'll die,

  You know you need me.

If you don't feed me,

 I'll wane, I'll be dead.

I'm as fat as I am,

  'Cause you've fed, fed, fed

I don't care!

 I just want to be sated.

I don't care what it is,

  Or if it's been plated.

So pony up and feed me,

 It's everywhere to be found.

It's on a silver platter,

 And it's lying on the ground.

C'MON, I'm hungry!

 Treat me like you care.

If I starve, I'll be too weak,

 To let you know I'm there.

And if that's what you want,

 That's fine, you'll see.

I'll always be that skinny dog,

  begging, feed me... feed me...