Thickhead Soup

Have an urge to find something to
eat in the kitchen, but can't find
your way around? Its dark and you
can't find the light switch so you go
crashing into counter corners and
tripping over dog bowls? Wonder
why did you get out of a perfectly
warm bed in the first place? Why
so hungry anyway? Still can't find
the light switch, your getting even
more angry as the urge to find
something to eat gnaws even more
deeper causing a writhing pain in
your stomach-the refrigerator light
went out two weeks ago-and the
cat fight last week somehow they
stole the plug-in night light as a
reward, probably under the sofa;
Your in the center of somewhere,
fingers spread out, hands and
arms fully extended in front of
you waving left and right like
opposite hands on a clock face-
Your dialing in to the target-lead
by only your instinctive behavior
to satisfy this awful feeling, that is
now making you dizzy, and sick!
You almost feel like throwing up,
and the urge turns empty, and the
gnawing is cutting little slashes
from the inside out-this isn't a
short trip to-and-from the bed
for a midnight snack anymore, your
on a survival mission-fear is the
loaf of bread, you want a tasty
satisfaction of urgency, like a
ho-ho, or a candy bar-unwrap that
candy quick, its the only energy
left to make it all go away, the
last bucket in the fire brigade, and
you must put out the fire-there is
no more water-then lights on, so
quick, so very sick, its hard to
adjust to the brightness-You wish
now you never got up, never came
to the kitchen, never opened the
last candy bar, because now you
have to share it-you can't turn on
a light in the middle of this now
and expect everything to see
things as you have been exper-
iencing them, and take half of
what you earned! Oh no, not this
time, or any time for that matter-
You earned that last candy bar,
eat it with satisfaction-thats what
you came here for.

D.E.M.-04