Satisfaction, or Lack Thereof


Draining bank accounts

Eating fistfuls of money

Searching for savory

To satiate this hunger inside.


Every inconvenience

Streams tears into my mouth

Searching for salt

To drown this sadness.


Knowing the dangers

Can’t keep us apart, I’m

Searching for sweet

To heal this illness.

Where We Came From

Let’s reminisce

About the days

When we were old enough

To know better

But young enough

Not to care.

When we spent

Our hard earned money

On temporary satisfaction

Gone as soon

As they’d been obtained.

Liquid courage

To get us through

The days to come-

And the only things

We have to show

For our mistakes

Are the friendships

That made us stronger

And the lessons

We’ll never forget.