Apr 8, 2014 #74 V vikingr12 I have a whole in my side, my legs, and my back. I look at food at times as if it would poison me. It has many times. My water is always clean. I smell of soap and sandalwood. I sit in the aisle seats only, near the door. And crowds scare and bore me. My sleep is caught in minutes, hurried and wary. At night, the wolf at the kitchen door waits, pawing and hungry. And though my bones ache and cry out, Watch me walk to the kitchen, and feed him.
I have a whole in my side, my legs, and my back. I look at food at times as if it would poison me. It has many times. My water is always clean. I smell of soap and sandalwood. I sit in the aisle seats only, near the door. And crowds scare and bore me. My sleep is caught in minutes, hurried and wary. At night, the wolf at the kitchen door waits, pawing and hungry. And though my bones ache and cry out, Watch me walk to the kitchen, and feed him.