Feed Me Poem by Lamar Cole
Feed Me
If his tomcat could speak, he would say.
You think I like to lay at your feet.
But I am only waiting for something to eat.
You think that your affection keeps me warm when I am cold.
But the only affection that I need is you filling up my food bowl.
It is good to see you every day.
So that you can feed me and I will be on my way.
Excellent. Unique the expression to hide real hunger. Fantastically exposed the idea of being and nothingness. Skilled hands in poetry very rare create such craft by little words. Thank you much.
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8/13/2025 7:08:30 PM # 1.0.0
A noble poem, sir Lamar.....10+++++++++++++