rehab in the sky

rehab in the sky

A Poem by alan peter kelly
"

for Anna...down and dirty drug years poem...

"

when annie died

 

contrary

 

to popular

 

mythology

 

i cried

 

 

i rang

 

an ambulance

 

i rang

 

the cops

 

i rang

 

her mother

 

i rang

 

her ex

 

and vowed

 

never

 

to use

 

heroin

 

again

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i rang

 

my dealer

© 2011 alan peter kelly


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I do agree with Hannah..the pauses add to the weight of this already intense piece.I love how you have added such impact to your write by not overdoing it.It is a string of few words yet it is so very poignant and real.I like how you have paused more than the rest of the poem before ' i rang my dealer'.I also like the title a lot..it tells nothing about what is to follow and is so very elegant and intriguing a phrase on its own.A rehab which could work for me can only be in the skies (ignore me am just ranting ;) )..

Posted 14 Years Ago


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This was heavy.

Thanks for sharing.

~des

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh wow. that's sick... and i've seen a lot of down and dirty years too.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

And so addiction goes, only here you are honest enough to write about it sharply and without apology.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you know all the things i could say about this slice of razorblade pie.. lacerating in its honesty, delivery, and emotion

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A few year's ago my aunt's best friend died of an overdose of heroin because the woman she was with (her "friend" and dealer) just put her in an ice-cold bath and then put her in her bed and left without calling an ambulance. But even then, sometimes no matter what you do, nothing can make it right. :-(

This piece is powerful and haunting. Thank you for posting such a raw piece.



Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I do agree with Hannah..the pauses add to the weight of this already intense piece.I love how you have added such impact to your write by not overdoing it.It is a string of few words yet it is so very poignant and real.I like how you have paused more than the rest of the poem before ' i rang my dealer'.I also like the title a lot..it tells nothing about what is to follow and is so very elegant and intriguing a phrase on its own.A rehab which could work for me can only be in the skies (ignore me am just ranting ;) )..

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

speechless~ captivated ~ the rivulets down the page pool into dark anguish as reality hits and bites hard~


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

here i am just sitting at my keyboard, my ears ringing

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Interesting title that caught my attention. Curiosity got to me and I just read your poem. Honestly, the spacing between the lines made me wonder. What effect did you originally intend to give off? It makes your poem seem very contemplative, which is a good thing by the way. There's a pause, a beautiful wait or suspension before you get to the next line. Well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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