Withdraw
The search for an entrycauses pain, vertigo, fury
Blood runs deep
and the tide rolls out.
My perspective seems tarnished,
useless.
like I know exactly what I need,
but I cannot just take it.
It has to be given to me.
Where is the burn of ecstasy?
Why must I wait so long?
Can't they see how much this hurts?
I want them to feel it,
if only just for a moment....
I would smile.
I would wait for them to scream.
TJC
04/20/10
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