Valium and Dumdums
Between spacetime ripples
lurk dark energy waves,
emanating from the void
strange forces hold me slave
I mean! What type of creature/
flies a kite in thunderstorms
One searching for answers
carrying Cain’s multiple forms?
Left to roam earth’s surface,
blind man at the controls,
Free will: a human delusion,
designed for plugging holes
Filling up wishing wells
that possess no walls or gold,
If angels once flew here,
torn
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Categories:
valium, deep, meaningful, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Xanax and Valium
I'm so sorry about the pills
I never meant for this but it kills
Xanax and Valium were supposed to be my thrills
but a simple extra pill left everyone with chills
Barely able to focus I hear all the shrills
The ambulance pulls up quickly as I fall
I heard myself talk but I
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Categories:
valium, depression,
Form: Prose Poetry
This Poem Is My Own Recovery From Valium O Little White Tablet
‘0 LITTLE WHITE TABLET’
O little white tablet, how I hate you,
I was only 21 years old, when introduced to you.
You looked so innocent, so white, so pure.
I was told you were the answer to everything,
(The cure)
No-one told me, when they introduced me to
the rest of your family, the yellow and the blue.
The blue being
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Categories:
valium, angst, anniversary, celebration, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
The Red Queen For a Blue Valium
It’s about to get conversational and just as much adaptational to the developing minds
that thought it was true.
A subjective classification, I’m speaking about an overwhelming domination.
Of synapses, deeply rooted in the pills of prismacation, of all colors, red, pink, purple
and blue.
I know I’m fragmenting your bones. I know I’m confusing the wrongs
But
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Categories:
valium, introspection, life, people, philosophy,
Form: Blank verse
The Valium Bath
Fixed under water glass
Like a splinter beneath Poseidon's skin
There is no Sunday
And no one knows Rhyme
With her cool hands
And her goat's feet.
There are only
Walking dead
From whose wool-lined mouths
Pour blindfolds
And broken keys
Strangle holds
And bloody knees.
Rapunzel bruised
Left for dead forgotten
Bound and gagged
By her own golden hair.
Drowning in the Valium Bath
Warm and blind
Dying slow
But unaware.
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Categories:
valium, angst, confusion, introspection, life,
Form: Free verse