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Stoner
getting high I fear
I have made myself
debtor to joy
like some question I discharge
into the quiet
Poems on the topic: drug
Poems on the topic “drug” on Poets.by.
All-American drug
coffee is our new speed
joy in 100 pieces
but none at the price of a journey
to a thin bed
Diet
the night is our supper
my dream swan
my old acquaintance meth
Make me sane
Am I crazy or have I lost my ability to think
Has your love tilted my mind
You showed me little of your love and I went crazy
I need medication to bring me to my senses
If your love is my drug ,let me be addicted
If you're my doctor make me sane
The Room. Junk Withdrawal
Now let's line out agony
1890 furnished room bare
of schmeck, her gone
down the cataract of
abstract force that pours
around us all & makes
these leaps we don't
control
nothing but our attitude
is ours & now my
mental anchor slips
from the muck of
time.
Silence 2
Silence is a drug, be cautious in your dose taking.
For some of us get addict, and never feel again the urge to speak.
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