Written by: Richard Bates

I want like I need
more takes the lead
and I follow in
this hollow sin
making all desire
the healthy fire

I want like I need
water feeds the seed
and running for
what I implore
I go past plenty
and snub the bentlee

I want like I need
for the cravings bleed
battered callous feet
struggles muscle's meat
extra not enough 
is hoarding stuff

I want like I need
constant hungers feed 
nothing to suffice
wanting rolls the dice
so that having heals 
or so it feels