the adequately fed, the
adequately housed..
the hunger without a name,
a smell, a taste,
without an image, without
an advertising agency
to shape it for us; quietly
whimpering, whining at the door
to be let in and fed;
is it something we’ve never had?
distantly remember
like a childhood happiness?
or have, but want much more of?
and if a good fairy passed
and said, I can offer you only
one of these three things:
to be almost always happy;
to understand almost everything;
or to live almost forever…
which one would we choose? and
would the hunger be assuaged?

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