Benzos

Bending benzos,

bows over my fraught mind.

Madame Rainbow,

Messieurs Blood and Cloud.

Somewhere in the city

Freud soaks my jaws

in alkaline water.

My tongue has always been

a working girl.

In my perspiring frontal lobe,

a waltz coated in epoxy.

Madame,

You have wrapped me like a gift

regifted.

Messieurs, I must dash.

My fun is running away

too fast!

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