The poem “Applied to Scratch” is about the low-grade hum of addiction asking for appeasement.
The itch is less than constant pain not enough to cause a moan but always there in misery asking balm to cure the ill that static humming on the nerves stripped to wires sparking hot the echoes sound at all times a dirge to state illusion's cast the glow perceived in manic flush wishing less than consequence perhaps the crowds can’t conceive a state beneath that asks too much at the price of sanity a rage suppressed against the need questing for the medicine applied to scratch demanding deeds.
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