Omnipotent Need (and its screaming)

The sorrow always comes

in your leaving and the rage

comes when I have you

yet life


is an empty damp box

on someone’s doorstep. That stripped

and stained mattress

of yours and the garbage that glares

at me from the floor… I am

trying to breathe

through omnipotent need but something

is crashing around me.

I cannot hold on

to wriggling things

that laugh and are too loud

as they go.

© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019


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2 Responses to Omnipotent Need (and its screaming)

  1. Oloriel says:

    Very poignant and powerfull, the images of the empty damp box, the amtress, the trash are all very haunting and the ending leaves the rader with a question of strenght.

  2. theminstrelscitadel says:

    I am grateful for the time you took to ponder this piece and to reply. 🙂

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