Resisting Relapse is Hard

 
Euphoric state

brought on by deprivation.

A clarity and peace of mind

like nothing else can induce.

A sense of comforting righteousness,

superiority feeling true and right.

Others' inability and unwillingness

to control and deny

the basest of animal instinct,

a profound moral failing.

The smacking, slurping, crunching noises

as they stuff their gobs

nauseatingly disgusting,

the sight and sound unbearable.

The scent of the subjects

of their mastication

made painful by lack of same,

and made unappealing

in the face of this heady high.

None of them know

the bliss that is mine alone,

the secret of it all

increasing the joy.