Thursday, August 16, 2018

Somebody Said Smoking was Allowed

how goes it dear friend
heard you were friendly with
heroin outlaws bar coded
near gun pt. ave
where westward obituaries set fire
to your pocket
like lighting after two nickels
& a quarter
but that was before nothing i had done
was forgiven
when i was waiting on anyone
except her
funny thing, though
sally blew her brains on butch
& the film reel snapped quickly
fading into light hearted fun
put the dime near the laundry
list & see it explode!
listen, when i saw what she had done my
bones filled oceans
she played with my soul
like a bench warrant that sits
near the radiator

Jonathan Hine’s work has appeared most recently in Hobo Camp Review, In Between Hangovers, Synchronized Chaos, Pyrokinection, Midnight Lane Boutique and Anti-Heroin Chic.

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