Selfish Indulgence by S. Pelham FloodWith cracked lips
I drank from you, parched
for the salty taste
of your tongue.
Thirst drove me
at first but then your eyes
became a delicacy, your lips
became the bottle I suckled
at for every ounce of life.
I ate through you
and left a heaping pile--
a broken down mess.
Soon you became the leftovers
in my garbage,waiting
for the next desperate bum. 08/04/2005 Posted on 08/05/2005 Copyright © 2024 S. Pelham Flood
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