His words only a growl

His words only a growl,
a mere guttural utterance
almost unintelligible, no syllables,
pushed over rotten teeth
from his bowel, the bile,
the poison deep within him.
 
His eyes dark, sunken,
downcast, almost hidden,
his body ravaged by the meth
the drug which owns him
that stole his youth, his spirit,
his soul now a specter.
 
Drugs send him out to harvest,
to seek other victims,
he pushes forward, in pain,
a cloak of death upon him
emanating from his aura
the poison deep within him.
 

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edited January 17, 2022

His words only a growl – v2

https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2022/01/his-words-only-growl-v2.html

edited January 17, 2022

His words only a growl

https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2022/01/his-words-only-growl.html

January 17, 2022

His words a growl

https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2022/01/his-words-growl.html

 

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