I was 14
it was the summer
and all of a sudden
there was never enough
Even away at camp
no matter how many times I left the cabin
there was never enough
It consumed me
this need
this desire
I never stopped to think, to question
I just did what my body demanded
And now, at 33
I've learned to fake it
It's not natural, what goes inside
but it makes me happy, makes me better
but I worry that there will never be enough
Melissa Lion asked me ever so nicely if I could write a blog post with the subject: never enough. And because, sometimes, I follow directions. I did.
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7 comments:
Pictures?
You're so not 33.
beautiful words
Very Well Done. (Following the rules and all)
Oh, so pretty. Thank you! So good seeing you last night.
How about a Just Can't Get Enough: Getting Stuffed and Being Stuffed for Back Fence PDX's blog.
Okay, I give. Never enough what?
lilac: I put the photo on the next post.
steven: Tell that to my mother.
cami: Thank you.
meleah: Yes, but apparently I misunderstood. ooops.
melissa: Ah, I guess some of the translation was lost in the din of the Green Dragon. Will get on this new one soon.
mrs444: Insulin (my husband thought I meant sex).
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