Poetry

I will be posting some poetry for the next few days. I hope you guys like it.

Something Real:

     my soul is famished
     yet feeds on phantoms.
     my stomach grumbles
     at me, starving for
     something real.
     i lift another forkful
     of vapors into my mouth.
     when my diet is made up of so much
     illusion and mirage,
     the more moments i devour,
     the emptier i become.