Present Thrills

high from the first two puffs off of the day, my cigarette thrills, clamour for the high i don’ drink or drug no more. can’t. won’t. don’t. sure do miss it though. by times.


where has the time gone when spirit set free no longer held me down but lifted me up into the stratosphere of purity goodness i was one helluva good  addict. i’m a good person an’ i still was, i shared, rollin’ twenties sliding ’em on the tabletop mirror bar back of a toilet. hell stoopid so unsanitory stoopid. jonesin’ trumps hygiene every time.

~ Julia Manuel
November 2014

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