Off the wagon again
I took a shot of pride, and cracked it over the head of a shadow, then yelled, ‘why are you so shallow?!’
I admit I have insecurities
I’m still kinda fragile
but when it comes to my past I’m fast to act as if I’m ready for battle
til I see the shattered glass and realize it reflects me! broken and hollow
my mouth open, I swallow
gulps of dry air down a strep throat past swollen tonsils
my trachea aching, I need a chaser, there’s no mistaking I’m allergic to swallowing pride
running from truth, while following lies
fancy myself a leader yet following lines
that lead me straight to troubled abdominal signs-
bad ‘gut feelings’…
and that moment I wretch
is the moment you sketched
a visual of my regrets
same moment I’m stretched and sprawled over my mess
bile clinging to my flesh
what?! I’m anyone’s guess
this is how I deal with my stress
I’m a paradox, ok? simply-complex
death is a promise…but life is the threat
and my misery experienced inbetween is the cost from the price that was set so forget it!
I rather tilt up, when I feel down
hearing that colored river traversing my esophagus is an irresistible sound
draining into my spirit, the feeling is almost prophetic
how can I regret a cadence that is so poetic
I salute and surrender to your potent potion and poignant nature
you aren’t addiction
you’re needed, you’re necessary, you’re priceless, You Are Art
paint inside my soul with your brown silky silhouette,
slithering the silo of my mouth so seductively
I savor the way you satiate my gullet as if a serum soldiered serendipitously by saliva,
your solution snaking about so serenely,
until I’ve ingested your sacchrine of Serenity and Beyond!
solemn silence summoned,
then subsides to siphoned incessant swishes of kinetic formula until sanity,
sour sanity, is saturated by a solvent solace,
swathing my insides s
wallowing your depths is both a sacred and sinister covenant that whispers to me like a Siren!
Shut up conscience!
don’t sully my savior!
shamelessy soaked in a sin-sated by sensation
spurned and spun by a smooth and sweet sage
don’t be shy she says
I’m safe now
don’t save her
spare myself that emptiness
tilt her up and fill myself, until I dont feel myself
be strong and dont struggle
submit succubus, yes
but her salacious soliloquies, sound so alluring,
luring me ever so close…
I cant resist you!
I grab you!
I have you!
You’re All Miiine!
and with pride I consume you in one gulp!
then you’re all gone?!
and I’m still broken!
so I break you!
then break down!
seeing your seeping, shattered shadow, I scream, “Why Are You So Shallow?!
I don’t get it..
I drank every last bit of you!
and I’m still.. hollow