Some people around here have two wives.

I have 1000 husbands.

It takes that much for me.

I'm needy.

I need to feel, to touch, to love,

To thrive.

I strive to anguish, writhing, wanting,

Like a worm, lost in the sun,

And can't find my way back to the dirt,

The earth from which I came.

-jenn