Meth

Posted: November 8, 2014 in poetry
Tags: , , , , , , , ,

meth
I have spent vast quantities of time waiting for drugs
The wasted hours stretch out to infinity on the wings of vultures
Daylight dances across the eucalyptus
Kookaburras bend air into original shapes
I look at my phone and make a game of waiting for the next ten minutes
And then it is here
Transparent supersonic methamphetamine crystals
And when my friend hits the vein the blood in the fit is the brightest red I’ve ever seen
Soon we’re racing off our head on rock
I can’t stop talking about how good I feel as I rush through time
I could take the whole world from behind and pull down its trousers

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s