I used to write, I used to write all the time.
Lately I just keep it in my mind
Jumbling foolishly, unkindly meshing
In the small reaches of far corners
I want a pet to pet and care for
I want a warm body to press against me
I want a fuzz face to see me smile
I need a pet to pet and care for
I want a new job
I want a cheaper apartment
I want, I want, I want some things
Things I think will make me stop wanting
But I know it’s not true. Want only craves
More want.
Knowing you need nothing is wisdom’s uncle
Now unattached, I begin a new day