By Dan Heffron
Had a brother, he was older
She shot morphine, in her shoulder
Didn't hide it, she did not care
Saw the needle, I was there
Go ahead then, stick the needle in
Push your medicine
Cut marks on your legs and arms
Needle sticks can't do more harm
Go ahead then, stick the needle in
Push your medicine
'That's illegal, there's no excuse'
Go on girl, push your juice
When you cut you, you bleed red
They bleed white, those poppy heads
It's ok, go ahead
Push your meds
No don't swallow, use the needle, make it last
You'll loose 1/3 by first-pass
That, and the needle's fast
Go ahead then, stick it in
Push your medicine
You're out of smokes? And milk too?
What else you need? I'll be back soon
If you don't want to be alone
I won't smoke more of yours
I bought my own
Not like you do
But I know life’s hard
You light my smoke
I’ll deal the cards
If you nod off on me
I’ll turn on the T.V.
You ask what’s up in my world?
Um, not a lot, not much new
Still got that crush on that girl
What can you do
Grades are great, higher than Hers, I’m doing well
But you can tell how I really feel
Hey I’m fine, mind the game, it’s your deal
Beautiful petals, so fragile
Some are white, and some are red
Your relative peace, so labile
You paid your bill, have your med
Oozing sap, untainted, so white and pure
So soon turns black, have your cure, have your cure
I've seen the damage done
And the needle
The damage won
Your sun never even got to rise
You don't even try to hide it
Your brother should have supplied it.
Your own brother? how many times?
How many years?
Little girl
Overpowered
Have your white tears
From your flower
Mine
Are
Clear
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC
The piston
Pumps the poison
Devoid of reason
To fill the void
The poison
Pumps the piston
Devoid of reason...
That time again, oh well
Soft red cells change to cold gray grains
Grating, scraping their way through the veins
Blood like sand and some **** light in my eyes besides
Thousand soldier cells fire the same old stimuli
Let me trade it for a lie, look in from outside
But such is not allowed, so with a sigh:
Sit and stare or stand and stumble
In silence or slur and mumble
Now the poison's got poison in it
adulterating crap with ****
Memories from rose to crap and back
I've seen the smoke and mirrors
We're kept alive with lies
Like some cheap chip from Japan
A conduit for the sand
Stamp this memory 'happy'
oh, so sorry, we made a mistake
no, just mark it 'fake'
Make me stay for the end of the show?
Pretend I don't know?
Bravery/slavery, compassion/manipulation
Definitions decided by those outside the situation
Never made a registry, got no gift receipt
Can't return in secrecy this thing given me
Ever picking the lock on rusty graveyard gates
Tick and ******* tock
Watching the clock till it stops
And resenting being here
Forty ******* years
If you choose to sow a seed
And it chooses not to grow
Is it an *******
But what of gardens, butterflies, camaraderie?
Well, there's the irony
Beauty are the bars
Loved ones are the lock
Selfish manipulation masquerading as caring
A cage built of guilt
When a lover is in love, what is she to do?
Lover have I locked you in this too?
This whiny ***** may yet get his wish
For the poison is me, and I am it.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 2:52 AM UTC