Decaf

My body aches for another drink
something dark and bitter
A bowel stirring cup
to leave a stain on life

I need a leaf rolled to smoke
inhale death just to blow it
A carcinogen of experience
to pollute my mind again

I will stand just outside
garden gates keep me here
walk among the savage plants
while the pretties drink tea

I have sat with them too long
lost the edge that lets me breathe
I need a rude awakening
a brain fuck of calamity