Addiction

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Have I mentioned ‘I am not a silent poet’ webzine? Maybe…..it’s worth checking out…and seeing if some of your poems are a fit…if you are a submitter….or if you like that kind of  writing as a reader. This is one of my poems that went up on the site a few months ago. I’m on with a project…art/writing….so it came up today:


Addiction


Clouds lower, proving the curves of sky in broad strokes.

Sea should soothe, its enviable power override the black dog

bounding towards me. I watch sprite shadows scamper


along sea walls, see him hook twin trout wriggling

on the end of taut lines, reeling them in, hugging

their slippery bodies.  I no longer lust after him;


my addiction to unreality, found at the bottom of wine bottles,

gives me extra layers of skin as he flays them.

We’re angry as gulls squabbling over ham baked by the sun.

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Published on July 06, 2018 06:06
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