Rust

For it is true

Sometimes we hunger

For so long

That we learn to love the hunger

Itself

And with that we burn

When will we learn

We burn for fuel, the fear

Of being on the shelf

When we should just

Regard our self

And realise

That dirty jokes aside

We will do for ourselves

If we must

Soon we will all be dust

We must love this moment

Before our love, it rusts

Povey 2014