Obsessive

By CarpeDiemJane

I am not unlike a child in this way
i pick up
               things
                          people
                                        ideologies

I inhale them deeply 
so deeply that they are transfixed into blood stream
they become my DNA replicating themselves 
until everything that come from me is of them

later

Boredom settles in and spreads like cancer 
consuming all that i thought I knew,
most of what I believe 
and the purpose of it all.

I purge.
              I ignore.
                              I forget.
crawl back into the ignorant cave of my mind 
and wait...

to pick up something new.

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Copyright 2009 CarpeDiemJane
Published on Sunday, November 15, 2009.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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  • Phalanx On Sunday, November 15, 2009, Phalanx (513)By person wrote:

    Goddamn if I haven't been there a thousand fucking times, I hate my fucking consciousness. Brilliant write. you hit the bail on the head, keep pounding.

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