So High, So Low Poem: Druggie


Never been an abuser
but I keep drinking him up
He’s my drug of choice
I get a rush to the head
Sucking him even after the last drop
How empty of me

He gets me so high
only to lead me down to
a crashing low
but I don’t know
how to “just say no”

I am no different from
that ragged downtrodden boozer
on the corner
I smell of a loser
sulking in a false fulfillment

Published by marinarena

poet-artist, traveler, down-to-earth human being

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