Wild Demon in my guts

I have been chased into the pizza restaurant by a demon
Wild eyed, bushy tailed, red in tooth and claw.
I am consumed by emotions that defy words,
Shaking from head to toe like a leaf in the winter wind.
I can not run fast enough from this monster
Raging and roaring with mad ferocity,
Burning me up like wild fire in the Hamatan.
"Waiter!", I shout as I take my seat
"Give me something before this hunger eats me alive!"