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Food Chain

I stop as my mind sends me flashes of you, like the ones my closed eyes see before I go to sleep. Flashes of moments we had and moments we might have in the future. Oh, the Future... Oh, the dark, sadistic, restless Future... The creature who crawls into my mind in the shadows, feeding of my unrested brain...

If I surrender to him, soon I won't have any more food to provide him. But I won't succumb. I'll try to wrap my thoughts around those flashes. Those glimpses of happiness and hornyness. Those images of our skin touching, our hands meeting, our lips finding each other...

I'll feed on the warmth these images give me, the warmth that already invades my tired and breathless chest as I write and think of you. I'll survive feasting on that feeling, on the hole in my stomach, on the tingling in my arms, on the inquietation of my usually unbeating heart. I'll feed of you as the Doubt and Insecurity try to feed of me and I'll become poisonous to their wicked hunger!