freedom is my heroin
i was born addicted
to the open road
endlessly craving
the horizon
my mother carried it in her blood
nourished me with oxygen from foreign lands
my father gave me my first dose
of mediterranean blue
i would
inhale
the soft salty breeze
in moderation
but once you’ve felt the needle sting
as liquid dissolves into your veins
a little sniff
is no longer enough
six months of pure white sugar
before they cut the supply
forced cold turkey
fevers shivered my skin
uncontrollably
i vomited
all i used to know
slowly numbed
back to the mundane day-to-day
but
you never forget
angels
kissing your face
i am a junkie
with a limited supply
fluttering
between ecstasy and withdrawal
cutting
harry’s brown curls
the dragon’s sweet breath
into one-night escapes
and summer landscapes
my hunger unfurls
the wonderful thing is
i cannot overdose
a dose too small
is the true danger
for without it
i shall suffocate