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My Lover Wants Me Sick
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 The Book of Possibilities |
Here – try these, he says
Blue this time
Recites the dose
Tie me in, tie me down
I haven't felt myself in years
Alcohol to numb me
A puff of weed to calm me
Coke to get me moving when I can no longer feed myself
A stimulant to wake my mind
A downer makes me sleep
Crash me like a drunken car
I haven't seen myself in years
He loves to hear me ramble
To feel my limbs go cold
When he climbs on top of me
To see the fire burning in my eyes
But only trapped within
To know he alone can own me
Because he feeds my body
With the ichors of control
I haven't known myself in years
A POEM by Jen Frankel. Use the search engine at the top to learn more about Frankel. OR CLICK HERE and read her BIO!
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My Lover Wants Me Sick
