no plans of recovery

No plans of recovery

I’m addicted to my addiction with
no plans of recovery.

Strangely deliberate
No plans of recovery.

Time, space, distance
Almost an impossibility
Fuel the fires

The object I want nearer
The source of my addiction
How close?
It’s a dance
Excitement, enticement,
A rhythm of its own
Ever-changing
Always changing or the dance may
Slow. Lost-
Not an option.

A beautiful game
But not a game
An addiction
Made of free will

With no plans of recovery.

~by Carolyn Bentley, 2010 (in reference to my addiction to finding synchronicities everywhere and to all)