Sadistic Addictions
An empty cigarette box is smiling at me with sadistic condemnation,
His snarled yellow teeth rattle inside the open box.
"You're out," he announces victoriousely,
"Replace me once more, child."
The cardboard container commands what I must follow,
To succomb to masochistic tendencies towards vice,
Hollowed out by emptied purchased cases,
I am but a shell filled with predilections for addictions.
My teeth are sweetend by savory treats:
Pills licked and popped liked lollipops
Falling from an unknown neighbor's hand into a child's plastic jack-o-lantern;
An orange fiendish grin of the pumpkin receptacle chomps whatever in it goes.
Mead and ales and emptied alto wines spill from uncorked nozzles,
Whose spitting splash sprays into me like a breath-freshening bottle,
Pocketed and summoned to satisfy the stirring and recurring stench
Arisen from the airs tumbling in the grumbles of an alcoholic's bowels.
What once was empty must now be filled,
With what now shackles my lack of will.
I'm cuffed in this sado-masochistic thrill,
An addicted slave craving pours, puffs and pills.
Copyright © Beej Simrov | Year Posted 2017
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