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My Drug Of Choice – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Honour women! They entwine and weave heavenly roses in our earthly life.”  Friedrich Schiller

My Drug Of Choice

Suppine,
arched,
short breaths,
ragged,
slowing,
dissipates,
assuaged,
and the moment passes,
though your eyes
offer playback,
you,
my drug of choice,
and as much as I might try,
you’re the habit
I can’t,
don’t want to
kick.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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