He awakes daily with concrete
Eyelids…
Heavily weighed down by
Residue…
From his addictions from the day
Or…
Night before, not knowing
If…
Its day or night; but
Thirsty..
For alcohol and hungry for
Drugs…
A monster deteriorating
With…
A circle of
Thugs…
6:28 PM
Vera Jackson © 2014
Jan 24, 2014 @ 10:09:50
i really like the metaphor – concrete – awesome. you certainly hammered an imaged in my mind – or shall i say chiseled??
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Jan 24, 2014 @ 16:19:43
LOL. Thank you. I didn’t mean to put a hole in your head. 🙂
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