TEMPTATION
Dreaming of spotted rabbit hopping quickly by,
then dropping down, underground, into rabbit hole.
Why urge to follow, unaware of what might be found,
knowing, as an addict, I stood to play the fool?
Yet I feel curious and dangerous, so down hole I go,
tunnel system vast, I follow rabbit until it is out of view.
I search forward, backward, side to side,
lost, but finally finding small room with food inside,
and maybe imagination, maybe desire, I see flower blossoms,
filled with fermented bee balm nectar and precious poppy pollen.
Still hooked, strung out, substances present so near, and it is clear
that though they are not mine to take, my impulse is to use.
First sip, first sniff, slipping down rabbit hole to active addiction,
as one’s choice to not partake becomes absent,
progressing to continued use, excessive abuse,
so quickly the vice takes control, dream turning to nightmare..
then dropping down, underground, into rabbit hole.
Why urge to follow, unaware of what might be found,
knowing, as an addict, I stood to play the fool?
Yet I feel curious and dangerous, so down hole I go,
tunnel system vast, I follow rabbit until it is out of view.
I search forward, backward, side to side,
lost, but finally finding small room with food inside,
and maybe imagination, maybe desire, I see flower blossoms,
filled with fermented bee balm nectar and precious poppy pollen.
Still hooked, strung out, substances present so near, and it is clear
that though they are not mine to take, my impulse is to use.
First sip, first sniff, slipping down rabbit hole to active addiction,
as one’s choice to not partake becomes absent,
progressing to continued use, excessive abuse,
so quickly the vice takes control, dream turning to nightmare..
