Aidan Chafe

Emptiness

finds me

when I’m full

‍

of fast food,

foraging for

‍

a reason

to quit,

‍

finding

nothing but

‍

the desire

to continue.

‍

In the beginning

there was

‍

the

cheeseburger.

‍

And then

a lineup

‍

for

cheeseburgers.

‍

I keep digging

for disgust

‍

to see if

anyone’s watching.

‍

Hegel said

you need someone

‍

else to confirm

your existence.

‍

Stranger,

I beg of you,

‍

feed me

for a moment

‍

with your eyes.

Tell me

‍

I can put

down this donut.

‍

I want

to remember

‍

how to be

made whole.

‍

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