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An older lady came to the pharmacy To pick up her oxycodone twenties, Her copay wasn't much money, Double counted a hundred twenty As close to me as you stand, I explained her doctor prescribed Narcan. In case of overdose, one spray up the nose Can save yourself or someone else. She twisted her face to me real funny, And said "What do you take me for a druggie?" She took the vial, left the spray As I waved with a have a nice day. She felt accused by me, in a huff, Threw the pills up in her cabinet. As fate would have it, her granddaughter Came over and spotted the bottle with red cap. Imagining the high if she could get that, Imagining the euphoria as she stole that. Sneaking off into the bathroom Downing tap, she consumed a few. Something wasn't right, her breath felt light, Disoriented trying to read the label, Hands shaking, feeling her body dive, She saw the number twenty, thinking they were fives. Unresponsive, her grandmother runs in With the sound of a heavy crash, She waits for paramedics who arrive at last. Only to announce, nothing to be saved Now she digs a grave for pride over a nasal spray.
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Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 11:57 PM UTC
Narc
Brian Patrick Insidious by its very nature Yet soothing to those who indulge It calls upon its broken cohort Every two hours like a sentinel It silently creeps along the mire The Reaper within smiling and leering as he Calls upon the Banshee McLemore Searching for the wanton easy prey Somehow the Poison drifts along the ebb The shore becomes a winter haven Solace among the rubble and waste The storm as the background for a living hell The innocents have no fight with the Pinprick that brings their bodies delight Off into the realm of self edification The familiar warmth that overtakes The warmth that turns into stark heat Fluttering eyes look to the heavens The beauty that is McLemore, lips waiting Death in all its beauty awaits To be stolen from the claws of McLemore Cheated from the Reaper's blade The spray that awakens the departed Another snatched from the clutches of the Poison... ...has risen © 2014 Brian Patrick
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 10:19 AM UTC
The Poison