Tag Archives: Detox

Christmas in Rehab

My family sits across the long table With shell-shocked trepidation they push over their presents for me I don’t deserve this, you know? Any of this Not the presents Not my family here taking time from their day to spend … More

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Watching People Die

Barry gave me Leonard Cohen and cried real, silly tears living “Famous Blue Raincoat” in suspended animation. On a rainy day in February, Barry put a gun in his mouth and expunged his sweetness from the story forever. Gideon like … More

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Self-Pity Sex

Nothing, I am nothing, I am less than nothing, I am a worthless piece of shit that can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t go for one day even for one day without the drugs just one … More

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One Day

One day I will be able to walk right up to people I don’t know and introduce myself with confidence and I will feel comfortable in my own skin and I won’t have to lie about my accomplishments to make … More

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You or the Bottle

My choice was you or the bottle and, I think we both knew what I would pick It’s dark here in this room, alone and I miss you, baby and I’d give anything to have you back; anything I own, … More

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Nothing to Say

nothing to say I have nothing to say that you would believe nothing to say that isn’t a lie nothing to say that wouldn’t insult your intelligence nothing to say so I choose to say nothing I have been embellishing … More

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I Don’t Want to Give Up This Life

I see the back of a head as I get out of bed and, as I study the stringy, blond hair, I whisper out loud, “Who is it, this time?” and I wonder what piece of my soul I’ve needed … More

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What an Absurd Curse That the Thing That Makes Life Bearable is Also the Thing That’s Killing Me

I have found it, yes I have the key the key the fucking key the key the key the fucking key it slides right in the key the key the fucking key the key the key the fucking key just … More

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Slipping Back

I watched over her while she kicked dope; sweating and twitching and screaming obscenities. “Fuck you and all your holier than though bullshit, “she said. She promised me it was going to be the last time that she would screw … More

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Kickin’

First to hit is the fear, rolling in like a thundercloud, that you watch from your peripheral vision, feeling it’s slow advance in your gut, then landing, like a nightmare hurricane, tearing your composure, not to mention your world, into … More

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