Craving a person
to fill a hole, the space
that never completely
filled as a child
Or, was hollowed out
during the tumult of
living with flawed adults
I feel the void like my
lungs can’t completely fill
with air when I have a chest cold
A wanting seeping escape of
air from the body balloon
causes my core
to shrivel in on itself
Finally a prune with
concentrated sweetness
to be eaten
in a giant’s bowl of cereal.
There are always ways to escape
Even if it’s a game to be played
God do I know these words
As often times my back is against
The wall of indifference or intolerance
The Sheldon Perspective
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