in.toxi.cation in a reflection

intense calls my love and i am

left wandering/

wondering/

.

if i were not hungry would you

feed me

if i were hungry you would

not feed me

.

this thirst that

knew not my name

now consumes me whole

and i am left parched

wanting

waiting

.

for the nights

when i could only

dream of

.

such an intoxication

as this