Nima holds
in her palm
the capsules
the doctor
prescribed her
from a glass
she slowly
sips water
meant to help
my drug
addiction
she tells me
and does it?
I ask her
does it what?
does it help?
wouldn't know
guess it does
she shows me
her pink palm
capsules gone
when can you
go back home?
when I’m cured
or when they
think I am
she mutters
we sit on
seats outside
the mental
hospital
want a smoke?
she asks me
I’ve my own
smoke your own
I tell her
she lights up
then lights mine
there's two things
that I want
she tells me
have a fix
and have ***
what order?
have a fix
then have ***
uncrossing
her slim legs
she moves up
her short skirt
showing thighs
do you like?
artistic
Renoir like
I reply
she inhales
a lungful
of grey smoke
then exhales
in the air
and gives me
a smile and
****** stare.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 2:43 PM UTC
Nima holds
in her palm
the capsules
the doctor
prescribed her
from a glass
she slowly
sips water
meant to help
my drug
addiction
she tells me
and does it?
I ask her
does it what?
does it help?
wouldn't know
guess it does
she shows me
her pink palm
capsules gone
when can you
go back home?
when I’m cured
or when they
think I am
she mutters
we sit on
seats outside
the mental
hospital
want a smoke?
she asks me
I’ve my own
smoke your own
I tell her
she lights up
then lights mine
there's two things
that I want
she tells me
have a fix
and have ***
what order?
have a fix
then have ***
uncrossing
her slim legs
she moves up
her short skirt
showing thighs
do you like?
artistic
Renoir like
I reply
she inhales
a lungful
of grey smoke
then exhales
in the air
and gives me
a smile and
****** stare.
A BOY AND A GIRL ADDICT IN 1967.
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