Our insulating relationship had to be reviewed,
Like all young love, reality took the back seat
As we prioritized endorphic vice over productivity.
Drawn then withdrawn the passion that came
From experimentation stagnated.
Idle, too young for such commitment
We must pursue this affair casually.
First morning free from inebriation in months,
I wake a little more prepared with heightened clarity
And motivation to pick up the pieces
Strewn from one side of the house to uni.
O’Holy muse, influential if not pivotal to the creative process
Unfortunately equipped with infectious kiss
That keeps such concepts confined in purple purgatory.
Focus desperately needs to be directed at putting myself together
Back in to the man that valued ambition and purpose before vice.
It’s been a heavy few months with Mary Jane. This was written after my first sober day in a long time as a result of discipline and not availability of drugs.