Next Fix

Dreams scattered
shot up
carved away
lies told
to starve the pain.
Litter in an alley
in cheap liquor
to subdue shrill shrieks of
Dozens of men.
No longer do they
fall at her feet.
They throw dollar bills
earn enough
to buy that next feed.
Hunger like an animal
clawing internal
spiraling through skin
til creepy crawlies
snake their way out.
Felt all over her body.
hollow eyes stare out the window
slack mouth
only desire…..
her next fix.
December 21/18

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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