Addict

by Dacey Flame   Oct 3, 2008


Days spin too slowly in passing
Net too swiftly in context
Ropes upon tiers of
Flesh boiling emotion

Laced with monkey knots and ice pops

One simple fix and I'll pledge purity again
Flakes of long ago trail behind me

Raw skin and nobody's left to look at
It's only this, forever
As they say, your choices define you

Food is inept at sustainment
And all the water in the earth could not tip me up
Only the high of it all can
Hit my blood with sensations of bliss
And surround me in a blackness of safety
Head backed to the blue side of the pillow.

10-1-08

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  • 15 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    Sorry that my comment was cut short I wanted to end my comment praising the on spot metaphors and depthof the poem

  • 15 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    You really got to the core of addiction with the skill of a mainliner although skill is not the best word on my part

    I stumbled a bit on the use of the word net though it captured me like a sensless heroin shot put the abused or self abuser in a net
    Days spin too slowly in passing
    Net too swiftly in context
    not or yet would have been less puzzling

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