IN THE VEINS

poetry is a drug
to keep me high.
when in need of a dose
to feed this craving,
i go to the dealers
selling their best stuff.
after the buys,
i go home
to feel their lines like braille
for the beautiful flow
of imagery to make you feel
my
need to write.

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