OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWeakness, addiction, vice
It has many names
But it’s just an escape
Sniff it, in old books,
              in freshly brewed coffee,
              in the skin of an old love.
Consume it, in wine and chocolate,
                      in warm tea in the snow.
It creates poetry, music and dance
Till it feeds on our very soul.
It tosses us into hyperactivity.
It lulls us into painless stupor.
It is after all, just an escape.
From the hallucination that we call life.



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