Dependence
weaves its fibers deep.
It watches
as you begin to falter
ready to pounce like a cat.
It scratches deep
leaves scars
that itch
a reminder of
the hold that it has.
You the hostage
it the toxin
your body craves.
It the venom
you lust after.
It the alien
tearing into your flesh
inserting a
humming metal diode
plugged in to your
nervous system
frequency ready.
Friday, October 29, 2010
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