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Jesus Christ died for nothin’, I suppose.
Karel Dvořák - V Macoše, kolem 1900
Wow hi tumblr
It’s been years.
Maybe I’ll start posting poetry again.
TW: drug use, needles
In boarding school
I used to sneak into her room at night.
We skipped class on speed and tore through the woods
Secrets dripping from our lips
Fingers touching
Heart murmur.
We used to drive to the convenience store in Norwich
Shoot dilaudid in her car and kiss
Velvet Underground in the tape deck
Her veins started to hide
Pull over
I’m gonna puke.
I check into rehab
White walls
A carpet with no distinguished pattern
My OCD shaking my brain
Group therapy
Piss tests
No mirrors
This is recovery
I can still hear her fingernails tapping the barrel of my syringe.
We go to a movie
I am six months clean
She is nodding out on suboxone
She runs away.
I stay clean.
I go sailing
And while I’m at sea I dream of her
Her miles of hair wrapped around my throat
Like a noose.
The girl I love is a ghost.
My scars dissolve into my arms
I gain weight
She breaks the tip of a needle off under the skin
Infection
She almost dies.
I hold a job
Honest exhaustion at the end of the day
I sleep through the night.
I find a bundle of needles behind her broken stereo
Rubber band
She screams
I sigh
I can’t walk away.
She calls from the side of the highway
The rush of cars muffles her drooling cries
Abandoned.
I try to come to her rescue again.
I move 600 miles away and before I leave I drive to her house in my blue pickup truck
I try to have a nice time
She accuses me of owing her money
Pack of smokes
Where’s my sweater?
I am six years clean
She calls me crying
On the side of the highway again
Miles and miles
Away.
I struggle to find the strength
I know I can’t help her
God I just want to help her
Fix her
Save her
Kiss her
A splinter in my heart.
I send her $150
Western union
Buy a bus ticket
Come home.
She never gets on the bus.
I wonder where she is.
by Jesùs Leguizamo 2013
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