Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Symptoms by Jasen Sousa


I search for words
like my man searches for
his next hit.  I search 
for pleasure, for freedom
in the moment, just like my man.

I know the pleasure will
not last, but I still
need it, just like my man.

We are the same.
We come from the same
street, from the same city.

The only difference is that he has caught
the disease.  The highly contagious disease
that gets spread through crews.

He is sick, he suffers, 
and has no one
to take care of him, because unlike
other diseases, this disease makes 
you steal from those who take care
of you, 

not because you want to,

but because you have to.

First Published
Somewhere Lost

Copyright © 2011 by Jasen Sousa

Copyright © All Rights Reserved by J-Rock Publishing

Library of Congress
Cataloging in Publication Data
ISBN  978-0-9714926-7-7

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