My loopy, (dis)cursive mind

You seductive snake
You slippery quicksand
I throw a plank overtop you
Thinking it a bridge
Yet still I sink into
Your troughs
And recklessly chase your peaks

I heard speak of the Middle Way
But all I’ve ever known
Is your amphetamine-laced high
And your sucking, dark depths
You nagging mosquito
The second I find peace
You needle me to one extreme
Or another
Pushing me toward my opiate
Or dragging me into a feeble submission

Maybe it’s that I work too hard
To please you
So I give in and accept
Your tempting gifts
When they’re there for the taking
And I cling to your cloying fruit
Well past its expiration

But here’s an idea:
You stay where you are
Keep doing what you’re doing
And I’ll climb into this boat here
And push off, in search of my way to the center

Love elephant and want to go steady?

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Author: Eve Mersfelder

Editor: Travis May

Photo: Wikipedia