Relapse

Smothered by the warmth
of an embrace unseen,
I lay prostrate and
naked before the eye

of a needle,
Broken and dreaming
of crooked fingers,
Reaching from my mind

through my chest,
Squeezing the air free
to beg
once again.

relapse

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