conversation with a drug dealer

″I’ve got what you need ”,

he says.

“I think I just want some of that

pretty green weed?”,

I say.

No, no, no, you need to try this pill,

I’ll even set you up with a refill.

side effects are few,

for people with trauma like you,

this little pill will do more,

for your kind of war.

I think I’ll pass,

the internet says that one can cause a brain mass.

You need something stronger,

there’s no way you can hang on much longer.

Just try one or two,

look this one is blue!

I made it this long,

without need of your song.

People don’t survive,

don’t come out alive,

with your kind of memories,

you need a little help from these.

*shakes the bottle*

Then I’ll go down with a fight, Doc.

i’ll reset my clock.

find someone else to fund your new boat,

or buy your wife that fur coat.

put your prescriptions away,

you won’t be needing them today...