When I come you go,
when I go you run.

Where did my energy go?
To some unnecessary place
in my mind, fueling my
wants more than my needs,
mockingly knowing I
very easily could never
reach any of them before
satisfying those pesky
necessities.

No one rejoices at socks
on Christmas day. No
one rejoices at a cool
glass of water, until it's











                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                         gone.