Robert Brendan - poems about meth

plenty of them
oh you bet your shard
and cut off bic pen
on it.
you could stake your cupboard
with baggies scraped
and ready to be scrapped
and then hell
smoked whole.
if it gets that bad.
old bits of glass that
you will know
you will need
later on

Robert Brendan

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