the drug dealers, who are actually
doctors,
and local
ne'er-do-wells,
lurking in
the halls of fame
and celebrity,
enabling
the addict with clandestine
meetings
and dealings.
scratching
his itch,
feeding his veins.
and then death arrives,
as it
nearly always does
to the addict.
it's not a moral issue,
or a spiritual
thing,
it's the human
body,
the fragile mind
that can't escape the feelings
of joy
that are so lacking
in an everyday life.
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