I prefer "hunger" to "hungry" -
one sounds low and throaty and full of need,
the other like a brat-spawned whine.
I'll take your craven necessity
your rasping ache
untried wistful wants.
I'll take you, though your hunger won't survive -
the beasties are so hungry,
you won't last long at all.
Well, that was interesting. Where did that come from?
Blame Mama Zen and Edgar Allan Poe. Their hunger and haunting got into my head.
They're hanging out in the imaginary garden with sixty words or less.
I got 57.