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OBJECT

Look right
Look left
A small room
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

Look up
Look down
Nowhere are they found
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

Go to door
Knock real loud
Turn the knob
Course its locked
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

Everything so smooth
Nothing I can use
No relaxation
No escape
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

The slot opens
They look in
And I scream at them
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

It closes again
And nobody comes
I'm left all alone
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

Scrambling all around
Hitting into the soft walls
Falling over and getting up
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

Once again it opens
They watch me stumbling
While I still scream
NO OBJECTS
I need my objects

The door opens
They step in
Something in their arms
AN OBJECT
I need it now

I run at them
A misstep and I fall
Roll against the floor
OBJECT OBJECT
I need you now

They grab me and hold me tight
I cannot see, I cannot reach
Then I feel it as it goes deep
MY OBJECT
My need complete

This poem was written by Joshua Pilger on Jun 15, 2007.

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