Parasitic Divide

I step up to the mirror and what do I see?

Parasitic Divide 

I stare into a mirror, pull apart my lip

Inside and on each side, parasites 

Just past - my mouth is but a gaping hole  

an abyss I will go if avoided 

Forbidden to mend  

 

I concede to these infestations of my paradise, for the pleasure in seeking and obtaining pleasure, in a mere moment of indulgence, is greater than a communion with spirit in abstinence - or so tells the fool. 

Author's Note

Do as you do.