The ninety-ninth centurion

Digital Heroin
is only a Gif
what if?

When you think you need
something inside you
to tide you
over the rough times,
those are the times
you need friends.

The dreaming sends me screaming
to the stash,
which is empty and that’s not a bad thing,
if I had any cash I feel sure I would ring
the dealer,
a slow death to steal a
march on me.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.