Poetry

The Eponymous

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The Eponymous

she is a pole dancer
spinning me round
burning to touch
touching the ground

she is a livewire
sparking to fire
ending in ashes
turning a smile

she is a phoenix
rising again
hitting the deck
right to the chin

she is a lantern
guiding me forth
match to a flame
port in a storm

she is a liar
winning at games
fistful of aces
heart full of pain

she is narcotic
I am an addict
sleeping on benches
choking on vomit

she is the hero
she is the lead
she is the spark
she is the flame

she is the cat’s mother
she is the end.

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