Contentment coupled anticipation
Heavy frost clear-headed crispness
Warbling birds wafting coffee
A hammered-gold Jesus killer fucking day
To have such an open-ended wonder
Kneeling before me like a pregnant moose
Presenting a vast foreign country to expectantly explore
At this moment in time, in this new state
Addled addiction squats in the basement
It snuffles and scratches hungrily
Peaking under the door, it mutedly mutters
With its ever present effrontery
Feeling furious, sounding powerful, smelling betrayal
Like a food stuffed snoring dog
Indeed
It dreams cunning dreams
Thinking of breaking into a running trot
Wanting to get started no caring direction in mind
To leap face first and sink my teeth in
To this new tasty meat
Itching to speak
But no one or nothing to say it to
Growing with the speed of Pain
Thank you for my new country
Showing posts with label recovery. Show all posts
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Friday, January 25, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
My Addiction
Like licking honey
off a sharp knife
my addiction
Sinful eyes of want
soul searing need
loving affliction
She whispers prayers
in the night
to salt my dreams
As an animal
cinnamon-sweet
carnal screams
So true and clear
her black-green
jealous heart
She claws my back
she draws my blood
she tears me apart
she beckons
pain to vanish
my addiction
off a sharp knife
my addiction
Sinful eyes of want
soul searing need
loving affliction
She whispers prayers
in the night
to salt my dreams
As an animal
cinnamon-sweet
carnal screams
So true and clear
her black-green
jealous heart
She claws my back
she draws my blood
she tears me apart
she beckons
pain to vanish
my addiction
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