Poem Stalking Self addictions Poem by James Nicosia


Stalking Self

My talents dissolved into addictions
A young man’s quest

Torn shattered–pieces–one by one

Brainwaves too erratic–
And sharp to assemble again

What’s left–just pure soul
Lying underneath my feet

Rise-up old soul of passion-bliss
Laugh! it’s a play
Leave the stage
Exit it

O mind leave the soul to rest
Beta, alpha, theta best

No one would rescue you
Crucify yourself

James v. Nicosia


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