The Drugs ones

The drugs ones

The drugs do in

It’s too late

When one realises it

A kick inside and a solid hit

Bit by bit

Takes each one

That hard hit

Until then when inside

It explodes

Soon one is back again

On the same road

Till another one comes on line

And takes it in

Till then its fine

Alas the misery is not yours

But hers

She carries away the reminiscence

Of a lonely night

No not with flowers nor ferns

But with unknown disgusting sperms