Untitled Essay, Research Paper

I am afraid.

I am lonely.

I want to be at home now.

I hate the silence.

I hate the circumstances.

I want to feel love now.

I want to feel passion not emptiness.

I want to be embracing a woman right now.

I want to kiss her flesh and savor her soul.

I need rest but no rest comes.

I know of responsibility only as a word and an idea.

I sit and tap away at a keyboard hoping to spark the juices again but nothing flows