Retreat....by George W Kiwanuka
Callous candid recollections plunge my now n yesterday self Flashes of past lives pleasure and torment me my demons stalk, possess me conspiring with loneliness in a dirty liasion to choke and drown me into subdue I moan with dark uncertainty and peak in passionate consummation with danger dance-skiing on knife edges, courting and caressing grenades,triggers kissing the hangman's noose in playful hobby trading for brief intimacy with comfort & content Nay, I reject the bittersweet blues of nostalgia I denounce the consuming need to answer and explain to pledge to 'concerned' folks to let me trek my path granting me orgasmic fulfillment in the drugs and poisons of my choice. By George W Kiwanuka @Georgewkiwanuka