stuck on a hook....................................................................

cobalt metal monkeys cling

in reeling creative circus chaos

like dripping molten ash

ache from the fallout

you exhale darkly riddled pain

i inhale smoky denial

lives lit on fire

spun in gray matter

disjointed cold sober allegories

falling from a desolate sky

craving kicks inclination

embers hitting pay dirt's

fix'd enslavement

stuck on a hook

self destruction’s behavior

bent on indifference’s 

obsessive sweet tooth

jonesing for a speeding bullet  

an injurious habit's alibi

shot through the eye

at the scene of the crime

more than one fatality suspect

poppy blooms wither'd

sacrificed in crimson's desire

whilst laid out in entomb'd 

conviction's escaped act of faith

Author's Note

Reviews

[Tarry Franck]

Love it. Great job girlie!!

[redflutterby]

I know where this one came from...sigh. You paint addiction with the precision...every little detail and twisted pain. It must seem like it never ends...a repeating nightmare you live with over and over again. Your poems about this always make my heart ache for you and your son. Sigh...hugs. xo

[Lyn Anderson]

Sometimes it freaks me out when you slide so close to my feelings it is creepy. And this song? One of the ones I turn down and belt out when no one is looking ...

[Sami Khalil]

"you exhale riddled pain

i inhale smoky denial

lives lit on fire

spun in gray matter

disjointed cold sober allegories

falling from a desolate sky"

The feeling(s) of being stuck on a hook draws imagery of fish or worms that are caught in between things ready to be killed and swallowed whole where their freedom is taken away from them and others are going to devour them complete. It is an enslavement indeed. A wonderful dark write...:)........................