1
It’s been a while
Things you showed me
Things I otherwise wouldn’t have seen
You left me drained
My digestive tract, still recovering
The euphoria, the rush
I’m willing to give a miss
Our meeting again
I’m going to let pass
Two years now
Many more to go
2
One slip
One single slip
Standing again
Clean again
Not quite square one
Not quite clean
Time
You wicked thing
Mind
Your evil tricks
Push has come to shove
Shove, I shall
3
Upright again
I hope not to see you again
But I think I shall
How our paths intertwine
How this shall unfold
We’ll have to wait and see
The mind and time
Their evil ways
4
A habit
Not being habitual any more
Control is sought
One always has to control the other
There is no polarity here
For now
The upper hand is mine
Heave-ho
Oh! Excuse me
I have to use the john
5
The pendulum continues to swing
More one way than the other
A moment has become a few
Revisiting history becomes obligatory
It’s mind time
Do I need the aches and the cramps?
Go through sleepless nights?
Answers I know so well
Yet I slip
6
Exercised restraint
Will overcame desire
I do see myself slipping
In the time to come
No pangs of yearning
Passing fancies
Is this how it should be?
More time, perhaps
7
You should know you have a problem
When for the third day in a row
You want to score
The solution should be as simple as
Not using for the next month
Can it really be that simple?
8
Nay, not so easy
Didn’t think so
Work in progress
Progression unclear
A battle of the vexes
Aaaah!
9
New realization dawns
A combination of the will
An absence of the regular source
Can be quite effectual
Or so is the case
In my case
For now
10
A different take
Old paths, to forsake
Goodbye, the old ritual
The habit, hardly habitual
Slow and steady
Apparently does it
Hallelujah
Image by JamesRonin from Pixabay
It’s been a while
Things you showed me
Things I otherwise wouldn’t have seen
You left me drained
My digestive tract, still recovering
The euphoria, the rush
I’m willing to give a miss
Our meeting again
I’m going to let pass
Two years now
Many more to go
2
One slip
One single slip
Standing again
Clean again
Not quite square one
Not quite clean
Time
You wicked thing
Mind
Your evil tricks
Push has come to shove
Shove, I shall
3
Upright again
I hope not to see you again
But I think I shall
How our paths intertwine
How this shall unfold
We’ll have to wait and see
The mind and time
Their evil ways
4
A habit
Not being habitual any more
Control is sought
One always has to control the other
There is no polarity here
For now
The upper hand is mine
Heave-ho
Oh! Excuse me
I have to use the john
5
The pendulum continues to swing
More one way than the other
A moment has become a few
Revisiting history becomes obligatory
It’s mind time
Do I need the aches and the cramps?
Go through sleepless nights?
Answers I know so well
Yet I slip
6
Exercised restraint
Will overcame desire
I do see myself slipping
In the time to come
No pangs of yearning
Passing fancies
Is this how it should be?
More time, perhaps
7
You should know you have a problem
When for the third day in a row
You want to score
The solution should be as simple as
Not using for the next month
Can it really be that simple?
8
Nay, not so easy
Didn’t think so
Work in progress
Progression unclear
A battle of the vexes
Aaaah!
9
New realization dawns
A combination of the will
An absence of the regular source
Can be quite effectual
Or so is the case
In my case
For now
10
A different take
Old paths, to forsake
Goodbye, the old ritual
The habit, hardly habitual
Slow and steady
Apparently does it
Hallelujah
Image by JamesRonin from Pixabay
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