Erin Goss

I'm a poetic junkie--
that's me--
aroused by suspicion
enticed by pain
handles happiness and
meddles in vain
helpless control and
passion unite--
settle in words,
encrypts the night--
fury's revealed
by encompassed grief
the heart, organ fired,
circles close desire,
I'm a poetic junkie--
a traitor of shame--
that's me.

I'm a poetic junkie--
that's me--
clean washed in a sense--
perverted by the same
nuisance.
riddled and inane,
inhibited by passions,
covered in shame.
that's me--
confused by the extreme
wanting now,
you beside me.
read between the lines--
this painful paradigm.
I'm a poetic junkie
written for you--
that's me.