My Odds are Stacked

A Poem by Davidgeo

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here i am vicious

drinking myself

blood drunk

more loss, more pain

living with people

so goes reality

i am a vein

drink me,

dark without oxygen

still my blood is rich

and delicious

i can help you

Become

life drunk

and vicious

but I'll betray you

veins crossing lines

stealing artery

flow

i will take you

higher

your blood

delicious

let me oxygenate you

with my dying

without a doubt

We shall exsanguinate another

We are caustic

a losing game

without compliment

a fire to be put out

Emptied

(demolition)

our blood dries

it dies

we are these anti bodies

incarnate

you and air

to me

and us

to be reborn

Baby doll we are

life lessons

of loss

recovery

death and discovery

so I betray you

for us for you

for me

(before we lose it all)

because love is a losing game

we are selfish kings

(amy winehouse is underrated)

and delicious

(my blood is poisonous)

not yet monstrous

our only chance

far apart

please!

take my oxygen

(i require you)

alive

betrayed

my friend

my enemy

hydrated and whole

full --- the better part

© 2016 Davidgeo

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KWP

yeah .... I can understand that .... sometimes you just gotta separate the magnetised abundance of what feels so right and yet so wrong .... sometimes you gotta go to the edge and keep going while others wait and hope you may return, sometimes you just go too far ... and all of it is perfect as it is...

and in the revelry there will be onlookers who will never ever understand ...