HYPOTHERMIC HYPODERMIC

Fatal injection

The filthy needle

Still dangles from her lifeless limb

Such senseless death

Hopeless addiction

Her last ride

Upon the lethal white horse

Cobalt blue tints

Invade her feminine features

Once rosy and spirited

Tragic waste of vitality

Quagmire of ruination

As she lay inert in the frozen slush

I wonder who she was

My guess

Around age eighteen

What were her thoughts on human existence?

Deepest hopes and dreams

The joys within her heart

As I mourn her passing in silence

My friends

Please take offense

To such irrational loss of precious life

So many still suffer this torment

Sick with chemical enslavement

We must offer optimistic promise

It takes our patience

Understanding

Empathy

And most of all

Our unrestricted love

© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005