Dec 17, 2005 01:11
two today...
first
you learn to ignore the taste
with every drink you take
you'd rather choke and gag
than sacrafice your high
once the bitter punch slides down
and the poison apples come to rest
you're face to face with life at best
when the sirens flare
ligiting up your world
find your car
drive staring toward the blur
be careful of the other cars
and your friend up on the hood
watch all the construction signs
as you cruise past school
Micky D's late night menu
8 large fries and coffee please
quiet down now
quiet down now
walk a real straight line
or do not walk at all
sleep in the car
without the keys
seriously, shut the fuck up PLEASE
ok move
left and right
say your prayers to the porcelain god
the end, peace out, and good fucking night!
second
take your nine-year-old to your N/A group
sure that's just what he wants to do
Thursday nights?
and fridays too?
you expect him not to use?
and when he does...
where's he gonna get it from???
exact same place as dear ole mom
as youg get your problems off your chest
and your son soaks in thoughts of pot and X
sitting on the lap of the nice old man
who's fixated on your breast
hearing stories pass around
a folding metal chair this kid's playground
let's watch and see
watch and wait and see
what happens when he's grown
attending meetings on his own
all alone
all alone
narcotics anonymous on his own
using drugs all alone
well that's all i have for you right now...pure poetry, aint it? heh