knowing the gnaw and how
it grasps at the mind,
sending tendrils into
pocketed memory banks,
seizing raptured highs
and shooting them to
the surface...
viewing people in
one graphic collage
of shivering
release...
adjusting to
relaxed sinews,
one by one...
only fighting to
stay standing...
gift table full...
colorful beads with
powdered accents in
clear bagged bounty...
shake but don't stir...
riding the high, and
laughing at the fear...
