( via / North American Wheel Bug (Arilus cristatus) by michael puttoen on fb )

Side Street.

The kingdom of hunger
In the soft light of morning
Sets its hands on the living
Most discerning ogre
The kingdom of hunger

Lose count of the inning
Our prescriptions waning
Barely parsed anger
The kingdom of hunger

And yet the utter meaning
Does not leave us wanting
Where parades of doom linger
The kingdom of hunger

Inside.

"The difficulties began when the world failed to end." --Jaspers

Silent Peaks Blue Orbs.