A Diction

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At what point did this pursuit of love become addiction

Itching for a scratch of that pen against parchment

Parched for a diction to define the idolatry of such idle demise

Slow-churned thoughts surmise fantastical connections

Washing away any glimpse of self preservation

Self respect

Self love

Every time I think I’ve risen in the throes of blissful romance

I find myself falling prey to foolery even Tom would not condone

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