Written by Jacob Ibrag

She delivered sin, and I subscribed

to it. Every sunrise she’d slither away

from my embrace, leaving me wanting.

I became reliant on her body, ready to

blur whatever lines necessary to rid this

feeling of vacancy. And every night like

clockwork she’d come back to my side,

molding my mundane existence till it

was thoroughly unrecognizable.

Photographer Unknown


10 comments on “Vacancy

  1. I really loved this poem, and the picture it created in my head. I had one thought, which you can disregard of course. Would it be subscribe instead of prescribe?

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  2. Always such a great reading. Repetitive in my comment but what can I say love this one too:)

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  3. Your pieces are always a joy to read! I’m glad you subscribed, for now I can read your poem on it. 😛

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