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Some Lines for My Lady (A Toxic Love Affair)
My sweet Lady, in your taste I have found
Your chemical love sent me spiraling down
Spent all my summers searching for snow
But winter comes and I've already froze
Numb
An unfeeling mass of flesh
Slowly putrefying,
Disintegrating,
Deteriorating,
The nasal burn,
The bitter drip,
Collapsing cavities,
Nosebleeds with my morning coffee
Keep going, keepgoing, go!go!go! (gogogo!)
Try to keep pace, or race to the end
The bottom of the bag.
The bottom...fuck.
Suck on that sack, pray for one more taste
Licking the dust
Pure, poison powder
Don't stop, must keep going
No
No
NO!
Empty
Broke
Tired
Starved
PISSED
fuck.
FUCK YOU
Fuck me. please
FUCK EVERYTHING.
I'm done.
Oh, glorious payday!
Oh, beautiful, crisp promise of cash!
To combat withdrawal, withdrawal it all
An 8 ball to last the weekend
gone in a day
We fucked it away
Sinners sharing sorrow and skin
And snow.
He fucks me as I fuck her
And you fuck us all
You fine, white Lady, you
we're all on your hook
Postponing personal pleasure
for just one more line
Can't stop, won't stop
Go
Go
Go
Without your momentum
I will surely
s
i
n
k
Your chemical love sent me spiraling down
Spent all my summers searching for snow
But winter comes and I've already froze
Numb
An unfeeling mass of flesh
Slowly putrefying,
Disintegrating,
Deteriorating,
The nasal burn,
The bitter drip,
Collapsing cavities,
Nosebleeds with my morning coffee
Keep going, keepgoing, go!go!go! (gogogo!)
Try to keep pace, or race to the end
The bottom of the bag.
The bottom...fuck.
Suck on that sack, pray for one more taste
Licking the dust
Pure, poison powder
Don't stop, must keep going
No
No
NO!
Empty
Broke
Tired
Starved
PISSED
fuck.
FUCK YOU
Fuck me. please
FUCK EVERYTHING.
I'm done.
Oh, glorious payday!
Oh, beautiful, crisp promise of cash!
To combat withdrawal, withdrawal it all
An 8 ball to last the weekend
gone in a day
We fucked it away
Sinners sharing sorrow and skin
And snow.
He fucks me as I fuck her
And you fuck us all
You fine, white Lady, you
we're all on your hook
Postponing personal pleasure
for just one more line
Can't stop, won't stop
Go
Go
Go
Without your momentum
I will surely
s
i
n
k
Published 27th May 2014
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Anonymous
28th May 2014 00:40am
A stunning piece of work rich in imagery and words. An excellent write. Devlin.
28th May 2014 2:31am
29th May 2014 10:48am
I like your experimenting with form. It works quite well. This is an excellent piece.
"Spent all my summers searching for snow
But winter comes and I've already froze"
Go, Go, Go.. Good work!
"Spent all my summers searching for snow
But winter comes and I've already froze"
Go, Go, Go.. Good work!
30th May 2014 4:54am
17th Jun 2014 9:25pm
I agree with the different types of form being good. It gives the emotional and sensual content a lot of movement, almost like pushing the reader further towards their own climax. I was pleasantly exhausted at the end of this. Write more!
18th Jun 2014 4:42am
Thank you! Exhaustion is definitely one of the strongest feelings when coming down from a coke binge, so I'm glad that came across to you as a reader.
