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Need
What is need?
Ripped in half by both sides of me
Paint the picture
As Caspar would
A smiling corpse
Held together by the ruined fractions
Of his heart
Strong, pulsing tendrils
Exposed
Defended by nothing
An entire mainland crossed between his truly split legs
Two smiling halves
Of the same face
Both eyes
Just as sad
Two chances taken
Neither is sure
A betrayal either way
To himself
Or to her
Neither forgiveable
Caught between a rock and a rock
Both screaming at him to move
The joy of the past is one rock
That kidlike joy
That silly misunderstood passion
Fortified by overwhelming confidence
Perhaps a little falsely structured
But there
Exaultation and jubilation
Pride of a different kind
The joy of the future the other
A promise of life's greatest
There for the taking
Yet
Not Yet
Like that perfect fruit
Let's say a strawberry this time
It's red with patches of green
The greatest fruit ever
To be cherished
Pictured
Perhaps kept in a jar on a vine
In Statsis, perhaps?
Until "everybody's dead, dave"
The strawberry lives on
Decisions, decisions
The right one is there
But it can't be made
Until the wrong one has been explored
Dissected
Every inch of viscera
Pulled
Studied
Called useless
Is there a way to fast forward failure
And learn the lesson anyway?
Oh time
I curse you
Work for me
Just once
Let the happiness come, please?
Oh hell, I'll just quote her
"I haven't suffered enough"
Pretty soon
I will have
