a jaunty angle
after 12,
i was drunk
on plastic papaya pickle,
honey-glazed, ginger-finger-smattered,
i needed
sleep
but wanted you
as simply as my blanket blue.
did i dial
13 incorrect times
the correct number?
should i feel unprimed
that you slept
right through
what kept me awake,
painfully inchoate?
should i resent
your balanced diet
and wish you
raw-papaya-sticky-finger nights?
P.S: Linked as a Real Toad to the Imaginary Garden (http://withrealtoads.blogspot.in/)
rash-me-ramble 
I love ‘raw-papaya-sticky-finger-nights!” Smiles.
🙂 raw papaya dunked in honey and dressed with ginger slivers is quite a tasty thing as I discovered last weekend 🙂
I don’t mind an unbalanced diet once in a while, but I do admire people who keep a balanced and health diet the whole time ~ Don’t we all wish for a blanket blue, food is a comfort after all ~
Thanks for sharing your wonderful words with Real Toads ~
Happy day to you ~
(aka Heaven)
Thank you for stopping by, Grace
i needed
sleep
but wanted you
as simply as my blanket blue.
Loved that. honey-glazed ginger… is there anything better?
🙂 good to hear that, Margaret
Oh, yes…the hunger…you capture well a “sticky,” situation!! 🙂
🙂 thank you for stopping by, Hannah
You’re welcome. 🙂
I trip through an unbalanced diet at times….My hunger lately has been for the written word….I never get my fill it seems. 🙂
And I’m enjoying your torrent of words, as are your other followers, I’m sure 🙂 I esp. enjoyed Cable Stitched Lunacy