50 THICK by Jeff Callaway (Texas Outlaw Poet)

when

i’m on my

way to Big-D

in syringe serenity

of my U-100 being

tweaking

my 7 day skitz

to infinity

or

can you hear the train

over the Trinity-

 

River we

could never be

a phoenix

 

to the open memory

of some very elemental

every mental mind

police

no

not we

we not know

nuts and so numb so

be my friend

my be

my pure nonsense

central intelligence

to inject

50 thick

in the neck

hit select

enter.

 

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