need

seeking
   relief
dreaming of
   absence
wishing for
   IS NULL
for a thing
   to be no-thing
sucking a vacuum
   into being
with the strength
   of need
      to
         be
            free

Calamine Lotion Potion

I have this need to write
like an itch that just won’t stop
I keep on scratching with my metaphorical pen
but the itch burns on
it’s a need, an addiction, a have-to
a desperate urge
and I’m willing to write nonsense
just to assuage it
a salve to my soul
calming my antsy spirit
like a soothing ointment
on a horrible rash
my need to write
is like chicken pox
the act of writing
like calamine lotion
slathered on
like calamine lotion
that’s been stored
in the fridge
a blessed relief
from the sensation
of ants nipping my skin
aaaaaah that’s better