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Derek Dale Frazier
Poems
Mar 2010
Post-Therapy Blues
I smell like smoke
I spit up beer
My medication fades
I can't even work up one tear
I'm out of smoke
I'm out of beer
My meds don't work
There's no one near
It would be so easy to try it again
To try to sleep until I end
I reek of putrid fumes
I haven't bathed in days
Let alone even moved
Only one pervasive thought looms
I don't care
No one cares
Time will heal their wounds
Time will augment mine
It would be so easy to try it again
To try to sleep until I end
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