Wednesday, August 7, 2019

I Want Something

I want something.
I don’t know what it is.
I’m not hungry.
I don’t need a drink.
I’ve had my caffeine,
but I’m right on a brink.

I need it badly,
this unidentified thing.
I need it right now!
This is freaking me out!
I’m coming unglued.
This need is about?!

I don’t understand.
I called my husband.
He knows what to do.
I freaked him out too.
He dropped everything
and now is en route.

There is nothing wrong,
and nothing I actually need.
Nothing has happened,
not out of the ordinary.
I’m completely confused,
the start of scary.

I want something.
I don’t know what it is.
Don’t stop for candy.
Don’t buy me a drink.
I don’t know what I want.
I’m right on the brink.

by:  Paula D. Nevison








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