Shifting Scenes

It’s a blurred line

a quivering 


I trick myself


Reaching out

it seems so 

desperate, crucial

the ‘very thing’ 

to satisfy.

The dawning


brutally, swiftly

Sweetness turns to 

powder on the tongue

‘You fell for it again’

the sneer

echoes unkindly

Heaviness descends

into a realisation

of fallibility.

When logic and feeling

fail to meet

I surrender my passion

and power

giving gold

for tuppence

and promising

wealth for a 


This post is inspired by the Five Minute Friday writing challenge. Each week I join with this talented group of writers, free writing for five minutes in accordance with a prompt. Today’s prompt is ‘need’. 

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