For A Story to Become

For a story to become
the story in your mind,
not much is needed to be.

Four walls, a door or two,
a window that looks out,
and outside, it is night,

The dead hour, quiet
but for the desires
swimming in the room.

As such these are called -
spikes of pain
and dulled emptiness,

Oh, the things you'll do
to make them go away.
The things you wish to do...