A vacuum on steroids

I could never get enough

I had an appetite for

life that never seem fulfill

The more of a rush I got

the more thrills I sort

Sex wasn’t a word to describe

It was my way of life

It didn’t matter how much it cost

If I wanted it

I was willing to risk

It all no matter

what the price was

It was a one way ticket

a vacation

I was willing to buy

A coffee table book

of pictures

These pictures spoke

where words won’t listen

The more I heard that she was missing

a few of her pieces

The more I was willing

to try to put the puzzle

back together again

Damage wasn’t an issue

It was the only concentration



& After


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