there is hissing in my ears
straight from the eden snake
whispering
taunting me
the shiny, red apple
hard and smooth, held tight
coiled within it's grasp
nudging my inner EGO
propped up on my shoulder
like a personal anti-cricket
flashing thoughts
like sweet seduction
flitting vague notions
in front of me
tempting me
words like like brands
searing my skin
do it
say it
eat it
fuck it
sometimes I listen
and sometimes I can't
it's a lonely job
judging myself
and thankless
this is the dilemma for the hungry
the painted Mona Lisa
of a lost soul
the conflagrant need
of a poet without a pen
my sigh builds inside me
tripping me
and doubling back on my cowardice
meanwhile, your sweet smile
knocks me down
like a priceless work of art
and the brand on my skin remains
fuck it
stars burst behind my eyelids
and I breathe in great, gasping,
sobbing, breaths
in the red haze of dawn
a mantra skitters through my head
I'm only human
I'm only human
I
am
only
human
then with a strangled cry
I collapse beneath the weight
of my disbelief
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