junkie.

By Saint Sentient

there are roadmaps on my lips.
cracks- left from the last time
lips met. dried.
like the taste of coffee
left in a cup for too long.
black-
like burnt asphalt.
the only tracks left
from her exit.

and I lay down on this road.
in hopes that the next
will crush me

worse than this has.

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Copyright 2012 Saint Sentient
Published on Friday, April 27, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • blue On Friday, April 27, 2012, blue (1409)By person wrote:

    ...this is overwhelmingly poignant to me..... I must marinate a bit before proper commentary is given..... incisively bullseye'd. ~b

  • Devilish On Friday, April 27, 2012, Devilish (2633)By person wrote:

    Damn this is fucking beautiful! wow. hello there you.. ill save the welcome to darkpoetry to welcome back.. i love this kind of poetry. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: And I really liked roadmaps on my lips...couldn´t have said it better myself. Poetic...yum. Scholar

  • A former member wrote: WOnderfuL... Scholar

  • OLd SouL On Friday, April 27, 2012, OLd SouL (717)By person wrote:

    ahh, very nice... left me wanting more.

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