Jim Morris

My Friend

Drugs for breakfast, dinner, tea,
Late night snacks of Smak.
Incompatible with life.

You went away (like Sebastian)
Never came back.
I never asked, I knew.

Around the time of Dead Sheep
You drew
A dead bird in the street

Which didn't offend its dignity
Enhanced it indeed

dead sparrow

The Life of a Smackhead

My friend said-

Smackheads smack each other's heads.
If they haven't any money (to fund their habit).
The dealer will also give them a smack as well,
Smack them around for a bit.

Habitually they nick from shops (Smackheads)
Then invariably get nicked.
Banged up they get a 'bang' in the head again.
Or just another smack for a smackhead.

Jim Morris © 2014