Not Titled Yet (or) As Opposed To Untitled (01/01/08)

I was feeling lonely and creative. Sosumi.

Loneliness is a claw;
living in your gut,
twisting
when you least

expect it

till on hands
and knees,
gasping
for breath,

you beg

for it to

stop.

Author's Note

Not much here, really. Move along. I might edit this one. Keep checking back. I'm prone to random fits of editing when I don't have much to do in school.

Reviews

[Dominick]

There isn't really much here to critique but it does sound like a random thought that just pops into my head while I'm bored. It sure does twist when you least expect it, damn those claws. I just thought it was heartburn all this time. Title suggestion: The Claw