It’s been a few years
since the fear left,
but I’m still a slave
to types of craving
from time to time.
They never quite
take over my life
anymore,
but old friends come knocking
at the front door
at odd hours
of the day and night.
Sometimes
I still let myself answer
just to make sure
it’s really them,
that they’re still available
anytime I need.
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