addict

so it would seem i'm tethered
better than lifed right into the
box, ants crawling withdrawal
minus that damned smile when
the picture just formats and puts
out arms saying hello my love
breathy where have you been but
you are home now in my electronic
belly so do forgive the furniture
covers the colour comes in joan
d'arc clean do u hear the sparks grow
fire that's just waiting for a body
shame and a licking coming by
ankle turned out while the minutes
percolate sated until the next log-in