the craving
consumes
her
the desire
for clarity
amidst the chaos
of a disregarded
life
left
out too long
discarded
on the floor
sits
the evidence
among the detritus
a crumpled candy wrapper here
a tattered notebook there
take out
containers
tossed in the corner
trash overflowing the bin
shut in
the notion
that there is nothing
more
to be done
can be done
deserved
and yet so much
remains
untasted
unseen
unheard
unfelt
she parts
her lips
as if to kiss
to take a taste
her mouth
wet
with
want
her breath
caught
like the skinny stray cat
she lets out a piercing cry
at last
hearing her own voice
she remembers
who she is
Camp NaNoWriMo Day 9
#100daysforLionel
Incredible.
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