by Tammy Winand

Created on: February 08, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

Love and Detox

Late afternoon, November 15 my phone
Disturbed sleep sleep brought on by codeine
After the cat gashed my head
Into railroad tracks, after
Excess Novacaine swelled my face.

Lovely Julie was crying
On the line because she took $300
Loaned to her for rent and
Spent it on an eightball...

Baby snorted six grams by herself.

I cried too when she said
Nothing got her high anymore.

See, Julie burned a hole straight
Into her brain, and in our sorry
World where body's beauty is the one rule,
Fine white powder was far better fuel
For us, choice pieces of meat, than food
Or vitamins, or love...

Still, I have just kept clinging to
My poems, to novels written
By some other great mind destined to
Save me, say it's all right.

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