ENTRAPPED
A POEM OF DRUG ADDITION
SITTING IN THIS DUSTY ATTIC
STREET BRIDGE CRAMMED WITH VICE
I CONTEMPLATE THE RIGHT FROMWRONG
TO PLAN A TWO-BIT HIEST
BOTTLE CAPS AND MATCHES SPENT
AND THE LOOK OF BEING BIG
AND WHAT CONTENTMENT
CLUTTERING FORGOTTEN LIES
HERE SITTING WITH THIS RIG
HEATING THE LIQUID ON THIS OLD SPOON
THE RUSH THATS GONE TO SOON
AND THE ONLY PEACE I'VE COME TO KNOW
WAS FROM WHEN I FELT SO HIGH
LASHER STEELHORSE
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