my poem about addiction.

xkarenflowerx

he was a drug.
he was a person with a drug-like effect.

his lips were sugar,
his embrace was alcohol,

his eyes, blink. . sending spores of happy chemicals.

~

oh, sugar is no substitute.
alcohol is not available here.

the turkey is cold, and it shivers.

i wrote this today, when i woke up. . hope you like. Boo hoo!

it is about. . how it feels after you've relied on someone to give you beta-endorphin highs ^.^ and then, suddenly they say goodbye.

jeffsolodky

to be honest and blunt (hehe blunt, you know, like Mary Jane, that deals with addiction, God that was stupid, I wish I had a delete key), I didn't like it, except for the end, the cold turkey thing was pretty clever, I liked that part, but then again, I am no expert.