Monday I can talk about the first time I seen him open his eyes
Looks like death. Just
nothingness.
They can say it’s the drugs
I say severe brain damage.
Stiff-back chairs and elongated lungs
Filled with black tar, snuff and cotton
Red vinyl lining squeaking stiff and peeling
Scabs, feet swollen shins
in and out hissing and everything is missing
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