Recovery

The memory of familiar poisons

Suggestions of analgesia

Bottles, baggies, bodies

Beacons

Refuge in a barren September

Theirs a familiar numbness

Promising respite in my moments of weakness

Step back from the claiming sea

Lurid with the incandescence of so many other souls succumbed

Soft undulations of dreamless nights

Tantalize a nightmare addled mind

Sleeplessness threatening resolution

Sadness threatening desire

Identification of worth

Fleeting

Clarity of necessity

Pushes an agenda of permanence

Health over hedonism

Pleasure sought in the respectable

The taming and the saving of Trouble

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