Wednesday, July 28, 2010

67-no one does it like you

it's true, you are the
food to me, but not the kind i eat
to be sated. no, it's a strangest
sensation when i want to
completely use you up;
every single molecule, but stretching
each atom out over its entire
lifetime of possibilities;
i can't settle for a half-life less
than an unimaginable unit of time.
but still, delayed gratification is
a daily struggle for me, and anything involving
making a decision is out. so i'll be content
to wait here for you to decide for me,
use me up.

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