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My Drug of CHOICE

Man-made drugs
Induce an altered state
A psychedelic paradise
Of euphoria
A burst of colors
Impaired reality of dreams
A fix of blissful forgetfulness
Married to ecstasy

What need have I of these?
When I have you
My drug of choice
I will not touch any of the others
But you, I long to touch…
To feel you under my fingertips
To caress before I ingest
And let you posses...

Every way I can have you is good…
I inject
Inhale
Take you in orally
Taste you laced with everything
Under my tongue...

There…ah….there….it begins
I start getting high….
Climbing and climbing
My roller coaster rocketing high
On your words
On the scent of your emotions
On the presence of you in my mind
Who could ever find
A more wholesome or better stimulant...

Yes, you stimulate every part of me
You excite me
Make me delirious
Bring fire to my veins
Drive me insane
Make me oblivious to the pain
Leave me wanting more than the time before
Wanting a larger dose of you
More dangerous
More hallucinogenic
Unaware of my surroundings
I climax on this induced trip
You….my drug of choice
The drug from which
There is not even an iota
Of hope for rehabilitation….EVER...

Every cell to my very core is under your control
I want you coursing in my blood
Flooding my brain
FIX AFTER FIX AFTER FIX
More often…more intense…longer…stronger…
What drug can compare to you?
My ever present addiction…
Opiate of my obsession
Drug of my choice….
YOU!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Was struck by a bolt of inspiration on this one! :)

Belt it out with Amy Winehouse…..”They wanted to take me to rehab, but I said ‘NO, NO, NO’.” ;) When I teach my students a rule or so in grammar, I say, for example, "Can you use a comma to join two independent clauses? Is it enough punctuation?" Then, in answer, I belt out with Amy..."NO, NO, NO!" They laugh!

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Crack -the drug i am

i kill your 
ambitions
i kill your 
motives 
i kill your
fantasy
i slide in between
your most 
wanted desires 
and tear em down 
like bull dozers

i bring all your 
fears closer 
and damage you 
crack i love 
your pipe 
crack i love 
your life 
crack
you feen for me 
and dream for me 
i call you 
late at nite 
after you eat 
you throw up 
cause i can't bear 
to let you gain on me
crack
rehab can shelter you
but you wills be back!

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I Am Drug Free

Drugs are nasty, drugs are bad,
Rage consumes you and makes you mad.
Using drugs is unhealthy,
Getting high don’t make you wealthy.

Family and friends keep me clean,
Rehearsing that, before my teens.
Education is the treasure,
Encouraging us, to stay fresher.

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The Drug of Jealousy

Jealousy could be as harmful as a drug...
It chases away all that's close without a hug...

It's an addiction that tears apart all that's good...
A self inflicted wound that spreads like only cancer could...

When life is going well those feelings rain in like a storm...
And it's easier to to get washed away then stand tall in form...

Trust and love are words thrown around like chips on a table...
But to live them and really feel them, only a strong person is able...

This is dedicated to my past where I climbed up from at last...
If this mirrors your ways then read and learn, you touch the 
jealousy flame you will get burned...

By Michael J Falotico

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I am a Drug Dealer

Blessed they say I am with lucratively running through my hands
I am too busy keeping up with supply of demands
Nectar comes pouring in, sweets shoveled of the selves
Eager little children can only think of themselves
He comes in sweating for can
The smell permeates under the heat and fan
Diary Milk by the cream dreamy dozens 
Chocolates with toys they bring in their cousins
Milkshakes and cans of cola and sparkling lemonades
After work and school they come in and parade 
Then he comes staggering in sweating again for another can
The smell permeates under the heat and fan
Papers fly like planes day after day
Reading to hear what others gave to say
Then he comes staggering in sweating again for another can
The smell permeates under the heat and fan
Rows of tins cover a whole wall
365 days you won’t go hungry at all
And then he comes staggering in sweating again for another can
The smell permeates under the heat and fan
Ring ring ring goes the till
I am waiting for him to come in, that man, the man I make ill.

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my drug

 I love you 
From the deepest depths of my heart
You are my addiction
I am craving my next fix
Everything I am
Everything you are
I need 
To feel alive
And I will
With you by my side
You will always be my drug 

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A Drug Test

Those who enforce and make our laws
Must be of sound body and mind, that is not impaired
To administer The Law, justly and fairness to all
Protect the honest, not mingle with outlaws
We have the best legal system in the world, does not need to be repaired
But only as good as the ones that carry the ball

Like those in the medial field, they take an oath
Promise to care for all, not just those they choose
As we are a great land, we should have the best
As for the bad ones, we  need to cut out that growth
If we do not, in the end we will loose
A very simple and cost effective cure, is a drug test

To get and hold a job, we all have to take one
So why should they be any different?
Where I have been, if you did not take one, you were fired
If one's mind is altered, should he or she carry a gun?
This is the message that needs to be sent
If they do not take one, they are not hired

So what is done to the little man should be done to the big man
They maybe the law, but no one is above the law
If any should fight this, the first sign of failure
And a sure fire way to protect every American
In every state, drug test those in law
Then we can sleep better every night, that is for sure

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You Are My Drug Of Choice

Your beauty is zin in thoughts of you I swim
Feeling relaxed within harassed at the fact that I’m a wimp
When I try to let you in best expressed with my pen
The way I feel this is real untangible but I can feel
A connection look into your eyes and feel protection
From a lack of affection
In your atmosphere I’m at recess like Gretchen 
Your in the east I’m a west wind 
Barely come to a close
We continue in circles relapsing but I want to overdose
I just sit and wait with my eyes closed
Meditating trying to get rid of resistance like diodes
Seeking hope for you and I or just freedom to fly
Closer to you I’m high
Freefalling ignoring others passing by
On my way down loves my allaby 
So im guilty as charged filthy with stars
Day dreaming of you then I put you in bars

Feeling blessed by your presence 
Deep in the thought of your origins and essence
The feel of your lips pressed against mine in a session
Of indulging, examining your profile and emotion
Your smokey silohuette in motion
Choked up when togetherness is broken
Stimulated by your soul, I’m sold
Now I’m generating stocks to hold
Pleasure particles are overgrown 
Synapse is overwhelmed me and you in our own realm
Our bodies light up with touch
Eyes want all the light our senses can conjer up,
Vegas
Hoping our interests are not different, collars up
On the same page when it comes to lust
And when it finally comes to we simultaneously combust

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575 drug world

words are simply best words
your music follows fast pushing everywhere brother
lights,smell,moments,living, peace.

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on being called a drug addict

the wheels just thumped
a jazz beat

(and it woke me

from sleep- with my Lunch
Poems) that made me think
I was somewhere else
like the drug-
                   stores
that all look	    the same
                   inside

only nothing like that nausea.

(not the sweat I get
from the stale air-
conditioning

not that prefab 
disorient
from offwhite
prefab aisles
that all twist 
in the same direction, all
born in 
weak perfection).

the startling rhythm displaced
me;

its syncopated thump
contused me
and left these little ugly rainbows
on my arms

and that tattoo really goes
at the start from each station
but here 
               the cadence has slowed
(like the wagon wheels in an old movie
that spin the wrong way)

as we move backward it sounds more like a train,
more humane.
The wheels catch their groove and the pace relaxes
the bumps disappear - 
it sounds more like a train.

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