Sean Starr

Artist, Creative Director, and Author

A Night With Absinthe

Treachery and corruption

your wicked hands

wrapped around my neck

with the very first taste

You made me brave

you made me bold

you sucked me dry

and made me old

I never want to see you again

not even the faintest smell

you made a lifelong enemy tonight

you tried to kill me

and I did what I could

to rid my body of your poison

The devil himself

must have created you

a hellish and unholy mix

a forbidden fruit

with just as painful reward

my madness lay dormant until now

Each hour that passes

I tell myself you'll soon be gone

yet I sit in fear

that my course has been altered

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