What is more intoxicating

Than deadly desire

Over which whole wars

Have been won and lost?

Helen of Troy cone to mind.

Perhaps just one thing –

To be desired…

People seek it like opiates

That it might consume them

That it might consume

The world around them

Like mainlining value and validation

Straight into the heart;

And like any drug

It wears off after a while

So you go cold turkey

Or you rob the convenience store

Maybe kill a few people.

To get more, more, more

That it might devour you

And leave you lying in the street

A dried husk of yourself… forgotten