Breather

(That day I saw the addict cut to dust.  He was beyond recovery.  Sadly  I wrote thispoem)

I, a panting train,
With fazzled energy.
     All my nerves to be surcharged.
For my brain is doped, I am helpless.

Systems doted--bring the domino, cover me
Lethargy is inducted, sleep, sleep...
   
     Indiscreet words are thrus,
My mind's kiosk is shut, shut, shut...

I blubber, blubber.
Cull I am. Senses are lost.

My body is a banana republic.
My brain is a gas bag.

Falderal movements, fall out common sense.
Peepers tired, mouth watered I lay here

Jelly-babies give me life.
I want a stifled chest,
I want a silenced heart.

     A silenced heart
Garble my arms untidy,
Syringe holes aplenty, how many, do you know?

See there an idyllic land, far far away
In the back of my mind.
God has befriended Satan
     Here lives petrified people
I am not liberated, I lie here.

This land burns and burns.
     My life a flunk, a flunk..flunk