13 Tab Blues
“It ain’t possible to get higher.”
Ah, but you can, see…
Just put a bag over your head and breathe-
Deep.
Most people mortgage their fears
on Lee Harvey, sports heroes, and patriotic lite beers.
But me…
I find reason,
drifting in and out of extinction.
& marvelous relief
when Death possesses
warm breath on my neck,
cold teeth on my shoulder.
The Shit of Adim Witt 