Sinking, enveloping
last sorting thoughts
of earthly surroundings
…shiny silver and scarlet
syringes, plunging
death
into veins
with a nickel bag
clutched in my hand
voices fade
into oceans of waves
loosing reason
by second
Last breath conjures up
carnivals of past
a life
Picasso, Rembrandt
Michael Angelo
floating palettes
of animation
for interpretation
mumbo jumbo
Living is a circus
I am
the clown, the junkie
filing round
coloured balloons
of white magic
and endless
nights of score
crooning choruses
of ball and chain
pounding streets
to the beat of a want
lady heroine
last resort
is the body
there’s nothing to loose
for a numbing euphoria
easing the pain
of the snake
wrapping bellies
of yen
and the end
it’s the ultimate high
no more
samples of urine
or
line - ups for
juice cups
at clinics
