a thing (6)

A fantasy

you see me
you love me
so much
you want to eat me

you want me      as part of the cells of 
your body

you want me outside too
you want     photocopies 

you want to lock me for safety 

you want to atomise and inhale me 

you want me burnt to ashes

so you can roll around in me 

and feel me between your fingers 

and lick me and taste me

and breathe me

and waste me 

the wasted me un wasted

you want to mix with some soil 

to grow some more,     some more me 

me       everywhere

all me

with still 

a me to   hold

and watch some tv

--

which came first

the hole 

or

realising how you want to be loved