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Mar 2013
High eyes don't lie
that's why I look in the mirror
when I smoke
I can see the truth in every
cough and choke
I tell myself all the bad things I've done
in the past week
"Snorted coke, had more spliffs than I can remember
between my teeth,
stole a little bit of food to eat, and started selling."
Then I start trembling
flashes of Eddie in the hospital wing with tubes
to keep him breathing, the service, his grandpa grieving,
mom being pushed, dad leaving,
razor blade in palm, ****** but calm,
powders, pills, plants.

Back in the mirror
the trembles disappear
it became clear I was the only one
who I could trust and spill to.
Thanks self, for being a
real dude.
© Daniel Magner 2013
Daniel Magner
Written by
Daniel Magner
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