No Qualms

No qualms

No qualms.

He smiles

in what he hopes to be

a pleasant way

but the unquenchable

hunger

oozes through.

He tries

so so hard to state it

to abide without

to kill it

but it’s saturated

his very pores

vines of lust

a creeping weed

a strangling vine

strangling…

Don’t hurt him.

He tries so hard.

-Inspired by the book

“The Lovely Bones” by Alice Sebold