Addiction

Throw away your silver spoon
your sterile needle
your pink and blue pills.

Turn down sugar cubes
when acid laced,
weeds of sweet and sickly odor,
gases unseen with potent strength.

Recap the gin, the scotch, the rum
flush down the uppers, downers and happy-face tabs
the plastic bags of crystal grains.

You are my drug...
come fly with me
on a natural high through a rainbow land.

I want to take you straight,
and to be an addict of love.