In The Kitchen
In the kitchen
At night
A glinting urge
Catches my eye
This strange creature
I’d never noticed
This blackness
Crossing my brain
Was this normality?
First time I’d questioned
An unordinary want
For a drug
A drug that numbs
A drug that takes it away
A cold, simple pain
That blocks hot anger out
I’m hungry
Once more
Aching from deprivation
So drawing my tools
I feed myself
With starvation
Of warmth.
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