The End of All CravingsA Poem by Kaela CravenDeathKilling my body slowly.
So slowly I can hear the blood vessels Pop. So slowly that I remember the day That my fingers Stopped.
So slowly that It was a sudden emotion - This addiction.
I will always need it Until death Which I hope comes soon.
I simply look forward To the end Of all cravings.
© 2009 Kaela Craven |
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Added on January 11, 2009 AuthorKaela CravenTucson, AZAbout"Incantations, spells, rituals, what are they? They're poems. So what's a poet? He's a Shaman." "She died laughing. She died in ecstasy. She died with her eyes wide open." Well, if I had to do .. more..Writing
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