SELF PORTRAIT

self portrait
i’m an addict
“everyone’s addicted to something”
you say
yes, but I’m an addict
 and my addiction is not
booze, nor drugs nor food.
it’s a feeling i’m addicted to.
do you remember
your Very first day of school
the popcorn excitement
like kernels waiting to pop?
Do you recall the drumroll of your heart
The finale,
As you look up and find
The object of your affection
 gazing at you?
and your hands tremble with sweat
and your heart beats out of your chest
and your heart pounds
within your ears
and your heart comes
inside of your mouth
as you swim in the depths of his eyes.
i’m addicted to the Rush
i’m addicted to the Fear
i’m addicted to the Chase
i’m addicted to the Feeling
that renews itself in
another’s face.
©jodyB
1988

Kaleidescope

It aint no dif'rnt
Stays jes the same
Spiders crawlin' halls
Or malls or waterFalls
Within my brain

Vivid colours scream
Streaming with ghosts
From this or that one's Dreams
pheromone's projectile spins
Will you Dance with me

Still no one comes
Till noOne comes
Hollow walls and
Hallowed voices
Squelch the Damned Refrain
Still no one comes
Till no OneComes
I paint my world
A murky Soylent Green








Soylent Green