Flesh
Cocaine
(published
in Voices Under The Guise of Darkness Vol. 2 - May 2001)
is
my skin
a
cheap designer drug to you?
flesh
cocaine
flesh
fix
my
pale white flesh
a
cheap fix
to
all that ails you?
i
keep it buried behind thick linens.
i
don't want to be dropped,
shot,
smoked,
stroked,
i've
been saving all my cravings
for
the fall
of
civilization -
one
last time before the apocolypse.
so
how come you still find my hips
so
inviting?
inciting
your drug,
one
shrug and i push away
unable
to play those close-up games
because
contact makes me nervous
and
connection takes us beyond this,
beyond
this
space
i crave
not
to be flesh cocaine
or
an aphrodisiac by any other name.
i'm
just a girl in the world
who
knows claustrophobia is more than a word.
so
how is my skin a drug?
you've
mainlined more than enough by now, boy,
and
the dealer is stealing
back
her soul.
©
2001 monica s. kuebler
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