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White Stick

Summer shower arrives quenching an unknown thirst,

Droplets of release freeing from the worst,

The stubborn blinds slowly drawn back wide,

No longer recognise why there was reason to hide,


Music hits harder, eyes squinted to the new sun,

Munitions of self harm loaded in a holstered gun,

Absent friends, "were they there all along?"

Chemical parole serving right from wrong,


Now it's a question of pride, a hit to the whole,

Walk your own way or rely on the toll,

Controlling your lie, illusions - can't from can,

Does the daily visitor make you less of a man??


Overpowers the pain, frees from the hurt,

Kills all the noise, subtle not curt,

Ego foregone, mothers little helper put to the test,

The smallest white stick consumed for the best.


◄ The Black Big Top

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