A Poem About an Itch

This one’s a bit silly. Also a bit undercooked; perhaps more so than usual.
I don’t know what I was looking to achieve.
This is what came out. I feel as though I should’ve had more of an idea in mind.
I know I didn’t want to write about rain again.

I hope you enjoy.

A sudden desire creeps slowly along a surface
At first it is minuscule but it is insidious
Through no fault of its own it spreads
And increases in perceived necessity

Initially the desire is easy to ignore
Though with time it becomes more apparent
And so as it caresses thoughts more
The desire begins to take hold

And soon it must be addressed
Pushing the desire aside is no longer possible
So a hand begins to vigorously scratch
Temporarily offering reprieve from an itch

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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