Scratched
I have missed you,
A night’s longing I cannot recover,
But forget,
Wanting to see, smell, & taste,
Fragrances not with me,
But these hives keep me locked away,
I can scratch until blood pours,
But to no avail,
I don’t want you to see my anger,
Interruptions are fragmenting my lull,
I want to be held, to be soothed, someone make the pain go away,
You are only human though,
Keep my mind awake.
Author Note: hives began appearing all over my body while out on dale hollow lake. some kind of allergic reaction. i wanted to see my girlfriend, too.
About the author
I live with my wife, an artist, in Indianapolis. Besides poetry, I like to take photographs, read books, travel overseas, and listen to news/political podcasts, college lectures and classic literature. You can read about my approach to poetry on my poetics page. To stay in touch, follow me on Twitter or connect on a variety of other social networks.
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