I.n.s.a.t.i.a.b.l.e.

I’m hungry, but not for
nicotine, caffeine,
solvents or ecstasy;
addictions of the physical,
their prurience envelops and
infects,
as kisses do,
but nothing’s quite as sweet as
lust and
every day I rot and rust.

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