Thousands of miles away
everything is new
except for my soul.
I envision decadent revelries
encased in deep forgetfulness
of all I hold true.
Lying by my side are
drugs of flesh-
paid help-
though no love lost here.
I assuage my guilt, my shame
through fellow sufferers.
They look but do not smile-
they perform but do not care.
I get all of what I want
or so I dream-
Love without the Love.
-MR, 11/14/17
everything is new
except for my soul.
I envision decadent revelries
encased in deep forgetfulness
of all I hold true.
Lying by my side are
drugs of flesh-
paid help-
though no love lost here.
I assuage my guilt, my shame
through fellow sufferers.
They look but do not smile-
they perform but do not care.
I get all of what I want
or so I dream-
Love without the Love.
-MR, 11/14/17
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