I've got a craving
to succumb to that lexical addiction;
to allow those words to control me
with what little fix their diluted form still holds.
My subconscious control comprehends
that it's a habitual utterance
and yet with each delightful dose it demands
a little more value in its validity.
And so I let you overcome me
despite my weak-willed protests;
it strikes me that this isn't my usual poison
and yet the purest form might be positive.
I've got a craving
to succumb to that lexical addiction again
and with the utmost understanding
it is uttered.
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