Monday, September 14, 2009

addiction

my nemesis knocks
he peeks through the cracks
next the doorbell, because
he knows i'll look back
a false promise of change
we're old lovers scorned
i've heard all the lies
as we've been here before


our time defines tragedy
synonyms - misery & grief
his taking, my giving
in hindsight, disbelief
so tonight he'll return
like so many times before
no matter the address
its the same man at the door

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