Writer's note: mkay, this next poem is NOT about sex :) its about my addiction to KoRn. Its about how I'm so patheticaly devoted and addicted to their music that would go to the very edge of human existence and back for them. I crave them. They are my drug.

i want it
i want it so bad i can taste it
a taste of bitter sweet black cotton
i luv it
my mind sucks it in
swirls it around like candy
when it dissolves
i open my mind seeking more
i want to touch it
show it how much i luv it
i want to grab it
plug it into my mind
and once again feel the rush and pleasure,
then hide it. to keep it all to myself.