Drugs Poems
Are we too late - America's plight
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
How did we get to where we are,
America - the one undimming shining star,
A land of freedom, of unbounded pride
Where no one needed run and hide
For their religion or mere thought,
Democracy - the very heart of what was taught.
Now the Media drums a beat
That too many rush to heed,
Politicians seem at war
......
Black Magic
by Brendon Hall
Winter rolls in just in time to freeze my heart
Close my eyes and take me back to the start
Before the storm rolls in and black magic clouds my brain
Can’t help but wonder how long I can sustain
A corrupted heart, thoughts darker than the abyss walked
The remedy flowing through my veins, as I lose my ability to talk
Strolling through the valley of the shadow of death
Looking around and notice I’m the last one left
......
Drugs
by Helen Brownell
Drugs
Have made you old and me older
Drugs and mental illness
Drugs and mental illness interspersed with accusation, rationalization, retaliation
Arrests, hearings, warrants
Missed opportunities and stagnation
Suicide attempts and hospitalization
I could go on
But it started with drugs
......
I never miss
by Bogdan Dragos
"Relax," she told him. "I never
miss."
She found his vein from
the first try
and shot him
And the stuff was so good that
he died
overdose
......
Sterile
by Tyler Morello
A fountain of pheromones, a bath in bleach,
Amorous anesthesia puts me to sleep.
Amoxicillin sex disinfects, leaving nothing unclean.
Cold, white, and sterile, like a hospital wall.
Find myself embracing paracetamol,
A creosote touch, but it's much more than just the usual call.
It leaves me wondering,
"What happens when poison expires?"
......
Are we too late - America's plight
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
How did we get to where we are,
America - the one undimming shining star,
A land of freedom, of unbounded pride
Where no one needed run and hide
For their religion or mere thought,
Democracy - the very heart of what was taught.
Now the Media drums a beat
That too many rush to heed,
Politicians seem at war
......
Stoners don’t have friends/working title
by Lee Grabbe
Don't forget
Don't let it slip
Grind it up till that lil bird squeaks
Breathe it through that mucky water till you finally grasp the concept
Your love was always bitter
Not quite happy nor quite sad
Trauma is your favorite word and I'm tired of learning it
Get ditsy off the idea
That I'm
So goddamn
......
Sterile
by Tyler Morello
A fountain of pheromones, a bath in bleach,
Amorous anesthesia puts me to sleep.
Amoxicillin sex disinfects, leaving nothing unclean.
Cold, white, and sterile, like a hospital wall.
Find myself embracing paracetamol,
A creosote touch, but it's much more than just the usual call.
It leaves me wondering,
"What happens when poison expires?"
......
There is a glow
by anon anon
There is a glow out there that darkens my skin and lightens my mind
Nothing is urgent, and we all move slow
We sink into the grass, and mumble our worlds
Always under a cloud of smoke
Well acquainted with the magic in the forest
Vivid dreams and hot sweaty nights
Blue in Green dancing low with the fans
Too many rolled up dollar bills
Not enough money
Freckles on my nose like stars in the sky
......
can't run away from self-reflection
by Sarah A
dead end in every direction
can’t run away from self-reflection
take a little something to get by
life keeps pausing on the highs
nothing moves forward
until you look inside
realize it never wanted you to hide
inside out it’s a whole different ride
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