cheval ~ {ii}
the destruction is familiar
[a bareback comfort]
unbridled carousel ponies
riding my skeletal hunger,
rattling the foil blanket
no longer keeping me warm ~
... i quell the ache,
fill the gnawing, hollow shapes
with a yellow fistful
& a distilled fifth
[vomit my lungs
from spasming ribs]
comatose, with my forehead
pressed to the tiles ...
spineless in the throes
i dream of
the rice wine scent
& its poppy petal comfort,
soft-winged & freeing
[i float on the memory
& the artificial kiss]
the imitation, bitter
on my tongue
my pupils swallow the world,
& nothing penetrates
the codeine cage
in which my demons
lay locked,
soothed for a moment
too stoned to claw
my anxious throat
& steal away the sanity
i cling to
with increasing desperation
white knuckling
thru the craving
& sanding the edges
so the descent
is smoother

author's note:
for raven
я понимаю
with love,
Written by _shadoe_
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