Drugs Be Gone/Drugs Be Back
Drugs Be Gone Clear, wide open able to be present needing yearning hungering and finally, here I am lucid transparent awake ( next day) Drugs Be Back The nature of humans! Feel better, overdo. Ten flights of stairs House models We’ll stay right where we are Bird feeders bring orioles, hummers, finches, sweet doves Quiet. So quiet. Dog and sweetie by my side.
Didi, I love the honesty in this—the swing from clear-eyed presence to having “them all in me again.” And then there are the birds, the dog, the coffee, and sweetie, quietly carrying on around you. That ordinary morning makes the poem feel even more human. ❤️