i came to my senses when the drug kicked in
an explosion
each minute was a day in new sin
& vomit is a
material decay - old discard
it's not often i do it
but when it happens... it's necessary
drugs make a heaven
of slow
hell
&
a hell
of
quick
heaven
.
(written sometime in the 90's... can't really remember)
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