Enantiomers do not make my amphetamine.
No cognitive enhancers do I need.
Don’t bother giving me that crazy Benzedrine.
Imagination was my mind’s first seed.
I need no extra sleep; I’m sufficiently awake.
I”m not depressed; no euphoriant for me!
My needs are met; I sure want nothing fake.
I get high on life and poetry!
April 12, 2019 for Anthony Slausin's "Your Amphetamine Poetry Contest"
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