Cerebral
C i g a r e t t e
B u r n s
It feeds on me,
This parasite,
Hunts me, like wolves
Through the forest of
My {un}consciousness.
Butterfly ashes fall,
Kiss you once more
And feel the poison
Course through my veins.
This slow death,
This soft, numb submission,
The only warmth in an isolated winter,
My bittersweet addiction.
As you exhale,
I inhale,
We fall to the floor
In toxic embrace,
And lie here a while dreaming.
But you, you are my vulturous harlot,
My virtuous whore,
And when I'm finished with you
I'll find another
To spark
My symbiotic ardor.

Slave and Master,
Self-destruction, redemption,
Indulgence, distraction.
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