Thursday, September 24, 2020

dear girl

they say
rats will take the drug
over food
and die in their cage,
bone thin
and crazed, but
with a happy look on
their furry face.
so what is your drug,
these days?
dear girl?
is it love, or image,
bling,
or
status.
or the next fool to come
along
with blinders on
and in his pocket
another diamond
ring?

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