Edging

 

 

 

 

 

 

These poems are all about a desire, which may be fulfilled or maybe not. A desire like a fire,  makes you wish for something that keeps you awake at early hours, late nights and long days. An overwhelming and all consuming desire, that is  always at the back of your mind, whatever you might be thinking or doing.

Like the operating system on a smart device, It's now the soul of your life, driving thoughts, actions and visions via subconscious. It  leaves you wondering how a desire could hold such enormous power over, and  try to push bac.  But then you wonder if losing this desire is losing everything..

There was nothing better you've desired before, and nothing you will everdespite  a feeling that this desire has always been around, something that makes you, you. What is this desire? Let's edge past that, or can we?