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Feb 2018
Urge to Feed


Headed to a job
A boss, and little pay
The feeling of claustrophobia
Never dwindling away

The walls are caving in now
I don’t have air to breathe
My body’s on the loose somewhere
Its’ only chance to flee

Going undercover
Invisible to see
One foot after another
My only chance to leave

I step into a new world
One I’ve never been
To forage for my sustenance
A sudden urge to feed

Grossly underestimated
Taken for a fool
Don’t be too judgmental
That would just be cruel

Savor every morsel
Like today’s your last
Overcompensating for
A straight line up the path

A quest to find lost memories
In the castle up the street
I hope the door is open
For I haven’t got the key

If I had it I would lose it
Set it down and walk away
It’s right there where I left it
Imagine my dismay

My memories are all but gone
Save for one or two
Don’t try and change the subject
It’s impolite to do

Instead, gather up your things
Follow me to solid ground
It’s what you do when no one’s looking
That really makes me proud

Don’t ever take for granted
Why our soldiers went to war
To secure all of our freedom
It’s too hard to ignore
Jason Paul Klenetsky
Written by
Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
(50/M/Florida)   
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