Naught or Nary
9 08 2007My 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







