Sunday, January 31, 2016


You ever want something so badly
You would kill to have it
and sometimes you think you
actually own it
(just sits in your sweater drawer)
but in the end
you’re not even sure what that thing
is that you wanted so badly
that would drive you to kill?

It’s not dementia.
It’s not hunger
or even thirst
or a quest for sleep
but it persists
needling at you
like a Reese Witherspoon
chin kneading into the
meaty part of a shoulder.
taunting and haunting
a ghost.

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