Decades long
I still cannot metabolize you,
consuming abstinence after death.
Memories linger,
(falsely) disguised.
Nostalgia lingers in shadows.
Dementia swallows time,
regurgitating indecipherable dreams.
Your face (the same)
~ in heavenly night hollows ~
eludes the healing enzymes,
consuming me and love
for any other.
No prescription dissolves visions
but slow spinning time,
aware of remaining regret.
(Forever) can’t properly digest,
accept the end of our story
before the final act…
1.11.25
Co-dependency, without love sobriety after the enabling, like an addiction for one holding on to yesterday, which most ballads to wallow in were made for/from.
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