I woke up stark
naked and raving,
choking on words
that have begged to be born.
I have been fooled by your humor,
by your attentiveness,
and am more a slave to your mistress
than you...
She with two names
and countless functions,
who weaves a smokey false halo
around your polluted head.
I am sobered and saddened
by the addictions encircling me.
Pregnant with delusion
and contradictory hope.
Poetry, Rants, Expressions, Stories both fictional and non-fiction, and otherwise worthy collections of words.
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