for a challenge, this six year
prescription, not addiction
a challenge: quit coffee
no withdrawal symptoms
(lasted two days
the savory scent got to me
hooks in my nostrils
till café con leche spilled
down my open throat)
i quit you
for good reasons, too
affliction, confliction, restriction–
not addiction
love is supposed to be
addicting
easy easy easy
leaving you
was liberation, conviction
leaving you
was late hours
neurons twitching with nightmares
never dreamt of you before
both eyes closed
heat on high
cold sweats
disturbing sights
tossing&turning, restless life
never imagined a face
so carefully
your image like an icon painted
on the dark side of my eyelid
i don’t want to write about
your cheekbones, alluring things
or your lips–
have to keep reminding me
to remind me
you were always
one of make-believe
have to keep reminding me
to remind me
you are always
the subject to a poem
i don’t want to write anymore
(hours later,
i wonder if
going
cold turkey
ever
works)
Just Thoughts 