Addicts make the best poets…
We have the view from the underbelly..
We know the in’s and out’s of society..
We know what it’s like to need something.
Not your petty love..
Not your personal pleasure in poonani..
No..Never..Not us..
We’re stuck on something dirty, something tangible..
Something that kills (the pain)…
Something that overrules us..
Deeper than the laws of man..
Deeper than the loves that bind us to family..
Hiding deep in your homes..
Holding pens to paper..
Shouting at the world that wouldn’t listen
if we wished it…
A (faint) moniter..
A (strong) feeling...
An (powerful) addiction...

10/17/2003

Author's Note: Just looking at art.. seeing that all the greats had their personl addictions...Don't like drugs? Then throw away all your music and writings.. or at least the good ones..

Posted on 10/17/2003
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