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whole lotta other stuff what is the price we pay for desire?
desire has an appetite
it feeds on pieces of the heart
and there is a hunger
like a craving for cadence
that throbs for conviction
some plans are dropped
barricaded in dark recesses
backed into a crevice of a wall
not a taste on the tip of the lip
nothing but a scent of scarcity
a warning that when left out
we seek a way to get back in
not word on the tip of the tongue
as you dip your pump into sweaty turbid skin
squandered care for nothing
dissipate in the conversion
like the straining of light from distant constellation
time is vanquished until emptiness fills the void
a high price to pay
left to mate with your own image
alone with darkness
and darkness is a bad habit
that refuses all scrutiny
Hi:-)...
I love this poem:-)...
thank you
I like that I intrigue you, yes, intriguing is good.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
I find this intriguing. I
I find this intriguing. I always think of the price for desire as fullfillment, and of course the associated responsibilities that come with it. Very interesting.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "