Hunger In Your Eyes

June 29, 2016

I am afraid of the deer at night

hiding and leaping out in front of the car

I am happy when the sun appears

Only seeing deer in the distance then

I slightly miss when we only had four feet

Not four wheels

I remember going into the woods with you then

I took you to my favorite tree to climb

Only because

I saw hunger in your eyes

An outdoor cat bored

of the familiar spaces indoors

Yes, I loved you always.

We saw a deer

that day in the woods

I smiled and ran to it

To minimize the distance

and I know you watched me do it

Your creature, I became named

And I know you liked me that day

When I tried to make you full

The deer ran away

Despite my desire

Taking with it my hope

To feel the fur on its back

I was never really able to escape the constant space, between the deer and me

Or fill your hunger consistently

And I suppose I lost all hope

chasing deer in the woods for you

Never quite close enough

To touch

Or satisfy

Down a twisted dark road

So fast we go

As I sit afraid of the deer

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