High
you dropped me as easily
as a candy bar wrapper,
foil twisted and broken
blowing away in the breeze.
i swear i quit you
but now i'm in withdrawal,
unable to quit
always at your door begging for more.
just another quick fix,
please.
got any E, man?
got any C, man?
gimme another shot of you
just a small dose,
just a miniature Ziploc bag
of that magic powder
you dole out so sparingly to me.
just a quick fix, just a quick fix,
got any smack? any horse? any blow?
got any love left for me to get a high off of?
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