One Poet Junkie

by Trina Williams-Emigh

I question my own writing
when I ingest yours
How you metaphorically manipulate every word
The way you utilize your verbs
to deliberate your nouns
How you testify a feeling
without making a sound

Always true to the displaying of a thought unspoken
Flow precise, never broken
Line by line
Verse by verse
I'm immersed in stanza, poem, poet....sage
Your words escape the mere boundaries of the page
And dance before me.....
a cerebral orgasm

And I'm always searching for another
Because I know you'll give me more
You're pimping me like a whore
And I don't mind placating your desire to have me understand
For I know that's what you'd planned
All along
knowing that I belong
in-between the lines of your verse
I need a nurse
For I'm a Haitian zombie
under your spell

You compel
me forward
Whether I'm ready or not
I seem to get caught
in the wisdom you convey
And the emotions you betray
As  you strip down to your G-string
Baring everything but your ding-a-ling
Only because you don't have to go that far

You've raised the bar
And us aspiring poets cannot reach
So we wait in anticipation
for your next declaration
of self......
and rediscovery
that makes it to text
You know I roll it .....and light it try and inhale it's impact
But before I even get a chance to puff,
it's meaning ensues a contact
And I'm flying high
Injected with awareness
Sniffing hope
Swallowing your knowledge, that's addictive like dope
And I refuse to call myself your flunky
But you've undeniably made me.......a one poet junkie

....You know who you are

One Poet Junkie by Trina Williams-Emigh

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