The Thread

February 3, 2008
By Ora Barbabosa, Camarillo, CA

It comes and it goes,
the craving,
the woes.

It stays here for days,
the madness,
the craze.

It deepens the blade,
the wound
that's self-made.

It makes it bleed more,
red staining
the floor.

It rips thread after thread,
the hunger's
been fed.


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