Post Meltdown

You struggle to breathe
red faced, short of breathe
swirling head, slipping to floor
eyes shut, pill slipping hands

Booze and parties
cocks and cunts
you kiss a girl, tongue swiveling
over LSD, for scoring high in store

lines of cocaine, white as dead
snorted lines after lines
with twisted tubes of $1
moving linear, sucking in the blow

18 year’s of age, skin turns pale
clinch fisted, as high turns to pain
rehab is the new shelter, suboxone the food
how is the high now John?
does the heroine soothe?

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