Do you remember me?
I see that coat of fear gloss over your eyes.
Well, welcome back home, my sweet dear-
Step inside and hold on for dear life.
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Chilling in its clinical detail, hard to figure out if you were the addict or the nurse, or writing out of empathy for one or the other.... and if it is mere empathy, what an outstanding empathy! You write well!
You promised yourself that you would stay clean; But you won't escape until you've torn at the seams. great expressions of all that is in your mind dear poet. love your poems. tony