towards poetic ends
DEATH WEARS A DARK HOODIE
Contemporary
Self sabotage
Savant.
Gaunt and hollow.
Just the shell
Of a once
Viable
Happy
Human being.
Fueled by
Fistfuls of Klonopin
And misplaced contempt.
Aimed at nearby targets
For a quick escape.
Release from the
Inevitable consequences —
Of illicit
Drug fueled
Benders.
I've seen death.
It was you —
Wearing a dark hoodie
Staring
With those
Empty
Cold
Contentious
Pale
Green
Glazed over
Eyes
That can barely
Stay awake.
Maybe
You were
Just asleep
The entire time.
While I was
Deeply enthralled
Wallowing through
Shallow
Murky
Waters.
Simply known as…
Sweet —
Unadulterated —
Denial.
Matty Kopf 