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
