Constraint: Rearrange the words to make a prose poem using only two lines at a time.
Need my Want
Bugging pain, grating love. It’s me without me. You wandered. I have and would die. Far/wide, I kill for pain. Need my want. Don’t, I tried and…don’t. You and I, I to me – paralyzed. Getting life through nothings. I’m your – hey! Switchback to today, you wake passion.
Everyday I go up. Away in it, all you and it could throw. How I lived, but my eyes – no creeping. Oh, I hear it at night: it.