Poem: Wonderlust

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #26.)

when I was born, the world was new.
So everything I saw and touched
was everything I never knew;
each bright breath a fresh lesson bought.

I now older and well-indulged,
in sampling the sins of youth,
lust for wonders to be divulged;
ah but there is this bloody truth.

my appetite satiated,
by unwholesome predilection,
leaves me gnawing and frustrated;
soulless gorging on addiction.

there`s nothing new under the sun.
I have debauched and cavorted;
with every sensation ill-won,
extracted from the extorted.

now twisted, I find great pleasure
in offering to you the least.
let me take you for my leisure;
and bind you tightly for my feast.

there now; no fear now. oh such sweetness.
here now; my dear now. give me release.
where now; prepare now, your completeness
coming in nightmares never to cease.

It`s been so long since I felt alive;
tonight I think I`ll be immortal!


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