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I Never Did Drugs

by Jeffrey Parren

I have never done drugs
though I have been high
medicinally fixed I was
in that bed I nearly died
too much morphine
really does make you itch
but liquid Benadryl
brought the bed and I
to status one.

Odd how nearly dying
makes you feel more alive
than ever before.

Since then, though,
life took on a downward spiral.
I graduated college, good.
Started to find a job, bad.
My mother passed
and I entered such a funk.
Mornings waking difficult.
What to do now?

So there I stayed, immersed
in mental distortion,
until gradually the pain left,
and memories of happy times
took over and replaced the loss.

I wrote for the one.
"Romance" and
"Why I Will Cry On My Wedding Day"
were common facets
of waking moments
dreaming about the onset
of my true adulthood.
My mother had one last gift
to give to me, she knew me so well.

Enter Mother's Day, 2007.
The one contacted me, the one
to become my drug, my ecstasy.
I never did drugs, but maybe
with this one exception,
I will let her enter my veins,
and my mind, my soul,
intoxicate me with passion,
love me forever.

06/01/2007

Posted on 06/01/2007
Copyright © 2024 Jeffrey Parren

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Coleman Demiurge on 06/03/07 at 05:52 PM

This kind of reminds of that film Garden State, which is definitely a good thing. I especially liked the third and forth stanzas - the "mental distortion" - which read rather stoically (or says I anyway) compared to the closing two which come off most poignantly... Excellent poem.

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