“My hands are tied but not tight enough
You’re the high that I can’t give up
Oh Lord, here we go”
Like a drug pumping through my veins
Here I am back again
Begging for you to take me there
Although we’re going nowhere
I know you are no good for me
Afterwards only pain will be
For this addiction I will bleed
Here to do the dirty deed
Do to me whatever you will
Make our sinful juices spill
Overdose my senses on you
Hit the spot the way do
Push me over the edge
Being with you is dangerous
Here for you to destroy me
Never will I be free
“My hands are tied but not tight enough
You’re the high that I can’t give up
Oh Lord, here we go”
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Day 23’s challenge
For Day 23 the prompt is “And now for today’s (optional) prompt! Kate Greenstreet’s poetry is spare, but gives a very palpable sense of being spoken aloud – it reads like spoken language sounds. In our interview with her, she underscores this, stating that “when you hear it, you write it down.” Today, we challenge you to honor this idea with a poem based in sound. The poem, for example, could incorporate overheard language. Perhaps it could incorporate a song lyric in some way, or language from something often heard spoken aloud (a prayer, a pledge, the Girl Scout motto). Or you could use a regional or local phrase from your hometown that you don’t hear elsewhere, e.g. “that boy won’t amount to a pinch.”
I’ve always loved Avicii’s music and I was sad to hear he had passed this weekend. I hoped the news was a hoax but it is wasn’t. Today’s poem is using the lyrics from one of his songs.
