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facing addictions on the fourth of july
by Jared Fladeland
I've got a crumpled beer can
staring me in the face.
It haunts me like the time
i realized I couldn't stop.
it hurts to be so addicted
to the things that harm you most.
but it helps to rip apart my spleen and
gush Ludwig's seventh symphony.
i wanted this to be simple
but now i'm dancing on the keys,
a vladimir-putin-style of twyla tharp,
graham,
and you can't forget isadora duncan.
it is humorous to know
that along with my postmodern philosophies,
I am a modern dancer.
I move because it's beautiful.
Throwing away a full case of alcohol never
looked so good.
07/04/2006 Author's Note: it is sad to say that at 20 I know i'm an alcoholic. However, I'm glad to say that I do not need to drink, ever. and i'm strong enough to follow through.
Posted on 07/04/2006
Copyright © 2024 Jared Fladeland
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/04/06 at 06:44 PM Brings back my own realizations of substance dependence. We are what we are, and do what we must to survive in this world. As long as it doesn't interfere in our ability to function normally (hold down a job, pay the bills, respect others). |
| Posted by Nicole Assenza on 07/08/06 at 12:46 AM I wish you strength and the best of luck...you can do it. |
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