Craving hits
The kind that spits
until satisfied
unjustified
Just there.
though I am unaware
as to why
Desires strikes
shooting spikes
into the soul
never leaning to lull
numb, or dissipate
changing the fate
of my direction
Continue wandering
to tunes whispering,
me to you
among the throngs of 2x2
in persistent perfection you sit
as I clamor to fit
through the eye of a needle
