Morphine & Honey – Poem by Howie Good

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I should quit this shitty job.
She should slip off her dress.
Where there’s nothing,
there should be something,
a delta of morphine and honey,
the flickering fluorescent light
of a crinkly yellow flower.
I should fall asleep beside her
and sometime later wake up in the dark
and not know what city I’m in.

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