Ode to Roethke

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Clothes drenched in cigarette smoke,

Skin smelling like an ashtray;

I am forced to cough and choke

I only want to get away.

 

Icy blue eyes so breathtaking that

Getting lost in them is all I can do.

But emptiness is all that is met;

Those drugs are simply ruining you.

 

As I wrap my arms around you

It feels like there is nothing there;

All your muscles have bid adieu

And sadly, you don’t even care.

 

Slurred words are all that we hear,

Now where did the loud you go?

Deep in a daze, missing a gear,

You’re a stranger I no longer know.

 

 

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