COLLAPSING GEOMETRIES (Click link for poem) “Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles.” — Anne Sexton, “The Addict” Poetry Unpacked:  On Addiction  Anne Sexton’s phrasing – Sleepmonger – Deathmonger: there is no romance here. There is no metaphor trying to rescue the experience of addiction from…