Saturated

Saturated

A Poem by Steven Bilodeau

Rich with taste in silent disguise. The flavor burns on my tongue. It's in the air, it fills my lungs drowning in this smoke. Now I'm done! Blind of muck. Careless to see, all the harm in front of me. The taste was good, the taste was strong. The taste is now running me! Crash and burn was my life, here I am, where's my sight? The taste can't hide! It's burning me.

© 2009 Steven Bilodeau


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Hmm...I like this piece. It has this qualtiy...like the speaker is...trippy. Maybe had one too many red bulls and too much coffee. The speaker is really not having it. Stuff is 'dead up' in his face. The impressions I get anyway, two cents.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on September 4, 2009

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Steven Bilodeau
Steven Bilodeau

Stratford, CT



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My name is Steven Bilodeau, I am 23 years old and I am attending college. I am going for a Bachelors in Science Majoring in Biology and Minoring in Creative Writing. I'm engaged to an amazing girl whi.. more..

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