Naught or Nary

9 08 2007

My demons once again
they all know where I am staying

While ghosts from my past
find my changing address
to be a rather bemusing regression

New habits die hard,
an old habit will never leave you

‘n addiction is naught but
accidentally self induced sickness
self imposed sentence
with consequence unintended

I became a slave by escaping
now a slave to escapism
My monkey sleeps on my back

Self deceit for me, will always be
a conviently coherent delirium

From harsh reality all around me
pray Papaver will keep me

This is the reason why
Alchemy is my sole sustenance

While storms doth rage outside
with my puppy here I will hide
Nature abhors abstinence

By the River Nepenthe, whilst sipping absinthe,

he forgot to remember,

do you know what I was saying


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