Lust

 

Something inside

Clicks

After every dream

Thought

Wonder

Craving.

Lust

Surrounds

Me like a

Cloud

Mist

Dew

Poking and prodding

And testing the

So-called

Limits that

Control me.

Sensuality

(Lust’s sexy

Co-worker)

Laughs as

Lust pressures

Me

Strangles me

In pleasurable

Want

Need

Like oxygen

Sent to my

Brain

Working together

To force my heart

To pulse

Faster

Faster

Faster

Until I can’t

Take it

Understand it

Connect to it

It’s going on it’s

Own

As I beg

For the tests

To stop

But they giggle

Since they know

I want nothing

Less.

My brain

Is fried

My heart

Is exhausted

And yet they keep

Going

Adding

More

More

More

Until I scream.

And that

Is what

They wait for.