pointed and wasted
jointed and tainted
all nerves n neurons anointed
my swizzlestick synapses as
i exhale a milky white cloud
my soaring soul ecstatic and sighing
the dope is too much too enticing
prickprickprickling my frying pan brain
i furtively silently implore the paradise Gods
how such an exquisite pleasure
can know such sacrosanct pain
my very first and only poem about my meth addiction
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