quenching the thirst

this thirst

unquenched by another glass

of ice

cold water.

i need more.

something different,

a little sweet

would be nice.

tea

or lemonade.

a beer perhaps.

i take off my shirt, my

shoes

and pants.

i stand in front of the ice

box,

and let the soft glow

of light

and cold

envelope me.

i'm thirsty.

i see an old bottle

of juice

in the back. i'm desperate,

i take a chance.