Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

junk baby
you are on
vein-ity road
where you feel
much better
than you look

except when
you dry out
your dark eyes
weep for more
one more shot
one more roll
little more jelly
and the world
will right itself
in those dark eyes
that see shadows
all shadows even
when the sun shines

junk baby
you love no other
but sell your body
for that other high
that lifts you
into a taste of
reality that never
seems to remain

junk baby
take off your glasses
and see the children
laughing and yelling
in the playgrounds
innocence never looked
better than those days

junk baby
your daze are limited
until something,
someone, somehow
becomes stronger
than your weakness
and carries you to
a higher high

junk baby
junk baby
no tears
shed 4 you

thinking back on all those who never made it cecil....the needle.....what a shame...........mark