Silver Sleep

A night I will commit
A most ungodly thing
I will commit suicide
With the poison I keep

A night I will commit
My last dropp of blood
I will commit suicide
Because you did too

I will commit my suicide
Tonight at sunrise, on the
Roof of Hell, I will commit suicide
With a poison of Silver Sleep

As I take the syringe
And fill it with
The one dropp of the poison
I begin to taste it before it touches skin

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poem by Jade DragonHeart
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Disposable Syringes

Disposable syringes are used once,
Injected into the veins
Through which diseased blood runs,
Then they are discarded for ever,
The users throw them into the waste-baskets
And then they are further disposed of
Lest one should come into contact
And find himself infected,
So they are buried deep beneath the layer of earth.

Our leaders are the disposable syringes,
They are used once by pioneers of the world,
To protect their interests, to get them a reach
To sources of the soil, minerals and oil,
Then they are thrown, discarded,
Either murdered, or hanged,
And buried deep beneath the layer of time.

poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Junkee Love

(matheson/casino steel)
Give me magic misery
Give me two shots - first one is free
Watch me cover - watch me grin
Jump for the juice in your syringe
Youre the poison - youre the pain
Youre the needle in my vein
Come on jab it - come go quick
The only habit I cant kick
Junkee see - junkee do
Junkee me - junk is you
Pusher comes to shove
Junkee love
Ooh...Ive got my trembles - I got the shakes
Im a slave to my mistakes
Dial doctor on the phone
Get me on methadone
Give me magic misery
Give me two shots - first one is free
Watch me cover - watch me cringe

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song performed by Ian Hunter
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Inject

inject some
feelings
of love into your
poems

feel the syringe
with passion

and let the needle
pierce so gently
inside the flesh
of my thoughts

drug me into
the fantasy of
your metaphors

so i may live
another day more
away from

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Comedy of Error

A couple went to the family doctor
Husband to get his usual insulin dose
And wife takes her contraceptive injection.
There is a new doctor in the absence of the Physician.
The new doctor is really an absent minded mediocre
Who does illegal abortions?
It seems by mistake the syringes being changed
And the husband got the contraceptive and wife the insulin.
Then after sometimes she conceived for the fifth occasion.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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American Made

Give me some antiseptic
To wash this headache away
Give me a syringe
To inject the pain
Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be
I'd rather be creepy and very strange
Give me a cake that I can mix and bake
In a Betty Crocker oven that I will break

Bake it up and we will
Stab Stab Stab
Come on

song performed by Jack Off Jill from Sexless Demons And Scars
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Howard Simon

Howard Simon a young friend of mine
Walked the sands of of the Virgin Islands in search of prose

He arrived at acove in a horseshoe shaped beach
His hand was full of seashells

I said nice to meet you my friend and they dropped to the sand like dollars lost from his hand

Why? because we never know when someone we know may be encountered
And the treasurers at hand are just but a meer encounter of life as we live.

So howard come visit me in Jersey combing the beach and I'll dropp the syringes when thier out of reach...shea

poem by John Shea
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America: A Day In It's Life

National Hero
of the year
arrested.
Sheriff
jailed for trading Meth
for sex

Woman put Morphine
in Grandma's chili.

Major banks sued
for foreclosing on
homes illegally

Major Discount Retailors
customer's
injured by syringes
found in their clothing

Dog shoots

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poem by Tim Labbe
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January five

I'll always remember,
those late afternoons.
That lasted forever and
ended so soon. (Mandy Moore)

You were gone for so long
and came in august.
Asked me what happened,
why can't you walk?

Boy how i tell you,
promise me you won't cry,
when you'll find
I am dying.

January i got to know,
February you called
March i shouted at you,
April i faked smiles and hided from you,
may, June i bore syringes

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poem by Pratibha Awasthi
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Grave Yard

Don't be proud at me
Comfort grave
Alas...!
Be gentle and calm
Truly!
If thou art my ancestors
Altar of worship
Please look upon their praise
Never lean on that usage
All me thine;
In thee shall pension haves
Never call crusade on us call
For thy diplomatic syringe is robust
Whose confide in thine?
Anonymity not parochial
Ain't got nothing for man
Be very mindset
Please!
Always call on caution
Give to us our regards

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Toronto Insite Clinic

Drug-addicts called 'clients' supported by nurses and support staff,
Illegal drugs bought on street and criminals just laugh,
Twelve injection booths to inject illicit drugs and get high,
Clean free needles, syringes, cookers, filters to help them fly.

Vancouver free site where drug addicts can do their drugs,
Though taxpayers pay for it and can get nothing but a shrug,
Though the Conservative government tried to close it down,
The Supreme Court told them to stop fooling around.

And now special-interest groups want one in Toronto too,
They would and could call it a health issue to bring it through,
And the taxpayers could pay the bills and take it on the chin,
Though the addicts bought drugs the street before they came in.

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I n c i s i o n

Touch of fire from cold steel-tip
like the Sea that pathed Exodus,
a parting from Egypt and Death-
the separation of human flesh
without syringes or ether

Modern lasers mundungus smoke
climbing queer as ivy on stone,
o'er sterile masks, spotlight, loud
breathing the rising spiral stench-
burnt flesh warming latexed fingers.

Surgical stainless clamps applied
to a fissured surge of bloody black,
prompts sheets of thick meshed gauze
absorbing Incisions upwell
like dunes drinking Nor'easter tides.

Motion set in the Theatre,
principals gather in circle,

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poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Angry Young Man

I remember
froth foaming stinging soul.
I was wild
tormented marble man.

Everywhere consumed despair I made
midnight syringe stand.
I stood sinking with beerglass
draining helpless hand.

With greedy gulping shots swallowing
black Coruba gold
chased charger down sinking lucidless life
sourgrapes sold.

With mega music blasting blown
through vibrating electric ear
drowned daily rhythm rational sober youth
couldn’t contending bear.

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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~ Expiry ~ Date ~

~ EXPIRY ~ DATE ~
Ms. Nivedita
02.11.09.
UK

Everything has expiry date
Medicine ~ Polypacked Blood
Transfusion Kit ~ Transfusion Fluid
Disposable Syringe
Male / Female ~ Contraceptives
i-Pills and so on…

Every thing has
Best use before
Pizza ~ Perfume
Showergel ~ Shampoo
Lipgloss ~ Toiletries
Sanitarynapkin ~ Condoms &c

Why no expiry dates of

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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Intriguing

What is it about you
I find so intriguing?

Your pretty blue eyes
Your sarcastic exterior
Yet there's more underneath
Experiences that made you
Hardships that faced you
Decorated with needles and blood
A twisted path of loneliness
But somehow you still manage to smile
You hate those using shearing sharpness
Yet you used to use it
Addiction has claimed you
But managed to escape you
A past filled with scars
Your a thing I could study
Think alike
But always striking back
With distorted words and winks

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Huntington High

Looking around
Looking in
Looking out
Everybody's walking by
Everybody's got their own thoughts running
over and over in their minds
Some of their thoughts are bright and sunny
and they laugh at the jokes that they think are
funny
In other people thoughts
They jab them like thorns in the side
While memories keep them company
The best they can

At Huntington High
Drama overflows
Love glows
Romance grows
Believing and disbelieving go hand in hand
Seriousness will always abound

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poem by Justin Gildow
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Why they take to their heels?

Two young men were on a flying bike,
took an abrupt turn to the right
and lost some of their limbs
dashing against a turning bus to the left.
The driver and the conductor got down
and ran off with all their might.
A passenger, being social, cried:
“ How can I reach my place?
I will torch the bus”
All the passengers stared at him in mute.

A gang of AIDS –borrowers
darted into a crowded bus
and looked daggers at all,
with scaring syringes manned by HIV.
Fear lent all the passengers wings
leaving alone the poor bus-crew
to beg the deadly traders
with looks so alrming!
'HIV can't be drizzled by injection'

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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Catatonic Optimist

Candy with breakfast makes everything brighter
Turns my feelings hygenic, and make orange juice lighter
Junk mail and traffic are no longer my hassles
When I take from a vial that makes me see castles

Catatonic Optimism
It hits faster then a missle
Heading out towards havanah
Where mushrooms form inside nirvana

Neighbors bad dealings, and boses cold grins
Disregard all the tension from a neutralizing syringe
I used sigh heavey and lay under green blankets
But now its treacle, and with hookah I can slack it

Catatonic Optimism
You'll collide with cartoon vission
Taking rides inside bubble's
Flying lightyears from any trouble

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poem by Kevin Patrick
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Poverty is not a Calling

Poverty is not a calling,
Even if the priests think it is.
Poverty is a distraction,
The intellectual must think it so.

Think of the books you could have bought
Had you had money,
Or the food you may have eaten
In a posh hotel.

You soak garri in water
And wipe your mouth,
Then put on a fine shirt
So no one will know.

You are a lie - you know you want more;
Chicken dipped in sauce
And maybe some wine too,
But you cannot afford it.

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poem by Samuel Nze
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Trust Defined

TRUST

Every time I hear this word my stomach aches. My head thumps.

A word that seems to carry so much strength and emotion.
'You can always trust me'.
Rather than hear those words, I prefer to dive face first into a syringe filled ocean

TRUST
Makes everyone second guess themselves and the actions of others.
I know I have made some mistakes.
Ruined our friendship.
Told horrid lies on you.
Stepped on you over and over just to play the martyr.

TRUST me please
translation: Wait til you see what's next.

TRUST
Weakens the strongest of the strong

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poem by Neo Riddick
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