an evolutiophile's bad habit 1/10/12 part 1 of 3

part 1 of 3

(evolutiophile- one who is attracted to evolution!

A regenerate!)

I tricked you into evolving.

I made boredom

your every available means.

I created movement

that could not be stopped.

It is a sinking ship of next moments,

a window

with an addiction for next views,

air to breath

that is choked with the recent past,

an unending series

of accessible banana peel

cogent remarks,

a sequence of events

as bedtime story betrayals,

your own palm prints

as a riddle needed to be solved,

a single candlelight

of shared intimacies

into un-destroyable cockroach motels,

a liquor

of intoxicant verbal exchanges,

the shatter from the shot glasses

into seminal dreams

with repeating haunts as beckoning,

and even as reflective mirrors

that lie to your smiling face.

I tricked you into evolving

through all these means.