when my friend first succumbed to drugs
fiction
edward w pritchard
When my friend first succumbed to drugs I leaned forward,
feet planted wide, arms strong, torso taunt, will committed
When my friend next succumbed to drugs I stood straight
back stiff, teetering on tip toes, elbows bent, palms upright, emotions mixed
When my friend last succumbed to drugs I pulled back,
head turning away, weight on heels, palms facing forward
stomach turning, tear in left eye
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