This month, Motley exams drug use through the lens of poetry. Amano Miura presents a beautifully crafted pensive poem.
“Is it doing anything for ya?”
Well, I’m not sure to be frank.
Though my dreams are more
like VR now
a nightly heart attack.
“You won’t get hooked now will ya?”
Well, my doc she says I can’t.
Though there’s comfort in
the morning gulp,
knowing something’s got my back.
‘Suppose it’s been a long time coming,
years of rebound back to black.
Perseverance read as weakness – serotonin