Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #39: Write a piece of poetry or prose about addiction. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Empty
Touch starvation, they call it,
because you grow so hungry you'd bite at anything.
Seek out handshakes, casual embraces,
awkward drunken pawing, just
touch me touch me touch me.
I will do anything.
I will do anything.
I will do anything.
The owls call out at dawn--
a long hollow sound that rouses me.
This smooth sweet stranger lies asleep.
I touch his shoulder softly.
I fear I will never be full.