Syringes

stevietrix By stevietrix, 23rd Mar 2016 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry>Romance

A poem that has been going around my head for over a year. I tried to write this poem on numerous occasions but I was never fully able to finish it. This poem has obvious drug references but there's something else going on between the lines. Comments are open.

Syringes

Syringes

Rubber Band
Belt
Syringes
And Cylinders.

Sharp Needles
Indeed.

Lighter
Bent Spoon
And Magic Powder.

She
Looks on
At the Master.

Who
Fits the Belt
On her arm.

The Master
Loves Her.

After all
They both
Signed up
For this.

The Master
Pulls back
The Plunger
Magic Powder
Is a Magic Liquid.

A Small Pinch
And She is
Breezy.

She
Then takes
Her Time
With Her Soft
And Steady Hands.

Doing
The Same Thing.

For She Too
Is a Master.

A Small Pinch
And the Master is
Breezy.

Polluting
Each Other
By the same
Syringe.

As They Lay
Back
Caressing
Each Other.

Like a Mother
And her
Dearest Baby.

They’d probably
Die Together
It wouldn’t matter.

They’re already
Addicted
And there’s
No Saving Them.

They’ve been Saved
Already.

Declaring
Their Love
For Each Other.

Zoned Out
Breezy.

Soft Hands
Gentle Caresses
On a Breezy Evening.

As the Wind
Whispers
« I love you »
in Two Voices
Over and Over.

Tags

Addict, Breezy, Imagery, Love, Love Poetry, Syringes

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