house sitter…

the blade
moved across
his cheek
with surgical precision
a reminder
that his drugs
weren’t free
and
he needed
to
pay up
or
give up
his habit
of breathing
something he
had forgotten
being a squatter
since
living free
was easy
when
you had
the
law
to protect
you

addiction…

Image from BBC News

a street drug
no
a medication
i do this because i have to
i was forced into this
by
my parents
my wife
my children
they all demanded
they all required
things of me
everyone expects that i
and i alone
serve their needs
so each day i
place the hose
begin the injections
like piercing society’s skin
and the energy flows
as quickly as blood
pumps in the body
it is not my fault
i am not to blame
please believe me
i am not to blame
i wash my hands of this
the oil on your shores
is not due
to my addiction
it was
their
fault