The Addiction


The addiction
does not
have hold of you
it has
no hands
no arms
no legs
it has not
ambition
delusion
confusion

T he Addiction
does not need you
does not love you
it is not anxious
or
nervous
it is not some guy
or girl you met in a club
out
to possess you tonight

It does not want you

The Addiction does not feel

Addiction does not feel

That is you.
Projecting.
Embellishing.

Testi ng and pushing
your loved ones away...
You, locking the door
so you
so you can have privacy
so you can have your way with it.
Bind it
Bend it to your will

The Addiction does not have hold of you
it has no hands.

It is you
who will to not
let her go.

Jessica Holter

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