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Poet-aholic

A friend called me a poet-aholic...    

They arenít wrong † †
you wonít find any denial here †  
Just call me an addict † †
and no need to keep it anonymous † †
† †
I drink up peopleís organized words † †
like theyíre on tap †  
sitting on my favorite bar stool †  
eagerly waiting † †
for my beloved †poetic barkeep † †
to poor me another round † †
† †
Shot after shot †  
until my head is spinning with imagery † †
and my liver is drowning in metaphors † †
Stumbling all over myself † †
yet somehow seeing a clearer picture † †
and an illuminated path through darkness † †
† †
Sometimes they come in a tall glass † †
allowing me to take my time, and savor † †
the flavors in my mind † †
Other times, I snort short lines † †
of crystallized truisms † †
chasing the dragon of a creative surge † †
† †
I canít get enough of this intoxicating ink † †
I want to mainline it into my veins † †
Embracing the high, feeling the rush † †
of emotional conjurations followed by † †
feelings released † †
Providing escape from my realities and †  
temporary sedation of pain †  
Finding validation in shared experiences † †
and gaining insight from fresh perspectives † †
† †
Itching and scratching for more † †
the come down is real, my friends † †
needing another quick fix † †
I am at the mercy of my benevolent †dealers †  
† †
So many poets sharing their musings † †
serving up wisdom from tattered schematics and broken dreams † †
exposing their vulnerabilities for me to behold † †
Allowing me the the privilege to lurk † †
Respectfully, curiously peering † †
Into their hearts †  
becoming acquainted with fragments † †
of their soul † †
Some allowing our demons to entangle, providing a much needed social reprieve † †
† †
Iím a junky for poetic truths † †
that hit close to home † †
for the moments you feel connected † †
to a random soul † †
who is able to articulate what you feel † †
better than you † †
For those brief moments youíre reminded † †
you are not alone in the vastness † †
For the poetic lifelines that keep me from drowning in seas of misery † †
† †
And the moments that shine light †  
into my darkened soul † †
providing me hope † †
and courage to fight on † †
giving me the extra bump † †
needed to press on † †
while the sands of time quickly pass †  
† †
Itís an addiction that indeed messes † †
with your mind † †
But instead of taking life it gives animation †
to words and ideas † †
The goal is to spread beauty through both † †
the light and the dark † †
the poet is not here to boast or kill itís host † †
And unlike the hard stuff † †
that eats away at your soul over time † †
† †
poetry feeds mine  
 
CHEERS! May we never come down...
Lazy_Dead
Written by Lazy_Dead (.Julia.)
Published | Edited 31st Jul 2020
Author's Note
I had this 3/4 written a month ago but never finished it. Saw the poetry is dope contest and decided to finish it...
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