Spotty Logic (spottylogic) wrote,
Spotty Logic

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Based on a true story...

Did desperation drive you from the wall,
your nest of fiberglass and fur,
to steal fitfully through the air thick with
must and solitude to nibble hairs from a sleeping ape?
Nightly, nightly, you gnaw, endless hunger
that knows no fill, that sheetrock and support beams cannot ease,
but to leave your haven,
but to creep from beneath the closet door,
to scuttle across the murderous floor, climb the bed,
to scale the hand that warms you,
to touch the slumbering giant,
and pull hairs to wrap your night-self--
that is love.
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