As if nothing effects, I act-

   Yet here I sit, sick,

                                  Thinking,

       An uncomfortable warmth building,

Burning my eyes

                              As well as my heart.

Begging for and disgusted by

              A single thing, one and the same…

 A need that destroys as it is satisfied

                        (…a destruction quite satisfying…)

Oh! how the love of the recognition affects….