Dope
By PoppyS
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I am obsessed crucified
by the ravages of my countless wrongs.
No longer balanced or humanely sane
inside this contaminated body of mine
I was always nondescript – ask anyone.
Yet there is something exceptional about
this addiction of pure untainted powder
left undressed - in its straight soldierly white lines.
My nose has long been foreshortened
more resembling a muzzle -
clipped back to keep the debris predators away.
I am recklessly corroding on my own intoxication,
floating vertical
as dead as the worm in this bottle, of fast
diminishing tequila.
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This seems in such stark
This seems in such stark contrast to what you describe as your beautiful Solway plain. Both the person and the countryside can be damaged, can come back to freshness. Rhiannon
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