Erik Michael Gan


The Realm Of The Senses

Like chemo to my cancer,
A cure not complete.
But keeps me coming back
Like an addicts' nervous tick.

You sustain and suck me dry
In equal measure laugh and cry.
Without you makes me shake and sin,
Withdrawal like a trembling pin.

Now giving in to giving up
I'll erupt in you my favourite drug.

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