intoxicated by plangent thoughts
of you and your numbing presence
consumed, petered out but never ceasing to infest me,
confound me, circling my senses
and shattering into a million sundries
of love, loathing, antipathy and lamentations.
They seeped into my system and cascaded
past my paper-covered defenses
now laying limp on the shore of putrid dignity.
All this futile charade, masking the pain,
richocheted and hit me right where it started beating.
With a snap of a finger and a lovely 5- liner,
I groveled my way back to you...
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