by this Elizabeth
Addiction
when my face tingles
when I can't feel
my fingers, my feet
when I hardly know
that woman in the mirror
high enough
to smile at her
Addiction
when I'm hot in the cold
when the bed sails
the type runs together
when I love myself
just another distraction
to wash
the world away.
Addiction
the refresh button
the jump in my heartrate
when new mail arrives
and no one knows
how connected we are
by electrons
and addictions.
