A poem by Beverly Stock.
I'm back, Just where I want to be.
Hooray, I survived
You and me.
Our pace hot and coarse,
Wanting and craving.
Your demands
Much too verbose.
I lost the addiction
I’ve regained control
No longer do I
Believe your contradictions.
Your affection, your meddling
And your friction,
All interfered with
Any possible remission.
I see now with much
More perspective.
Who you are, and
Your consuming objective.