be careful what you wish for

for Philip Seymour Hoffman

Relief becomes addiction,
a gutsy routine,
needled into flesh.

It plucks your empty body from the flow.

Heroin rings around the rosy,
rippling your trunk as it
lists toward a needled stream,
craving escape from the dream.

Ace in the hole.

Be careful what you wish for,

struggle no more.

Brenda Warren 2014

7 thoughts on “be careful what you wish for

  1. The idea of afternoon coffee with a like minded poet is so warmly enticing…even though I don’t drink coffee, I’d probably try just for that opportunity. Your poem sums up so much starting with the title. A sad, but very real tribute that one wishes need not be made.

    Elizabeth

    The Poets Consortium

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