My Little Drug Habit

This could maybe be labelled as "Avant-Garde". Nontheless it is an experimental interpretation of getting lost in some sort of vice, not necessarily drugs.

I deliver my lines of sin and blame

And watch my conscious spinning away;

 

And away it goes …

 

d away it goes …

 

ay it goes …

 

goes …

 

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Author's Note

Do you have an opinion? Good or bad, I would like to hear it.

Reviews

[Taylor]

I like the idea that you're experimenting. It seems to me that that is essential for a poet. I wish this were a little longer, in effect having a more gradual fading into oblivion. Good work.