There are not enough drugs in the world
to make me forget you.
They may make my blood buzz,
and my bones splinter;
They may drown my brain
into soggy muck,
and churn my guts
through a noodle maker.
But all the drugs in the world
cannot make me forget you.
You are in me.
Even in the
buzzingsplinteringdrowningchurning
mess,
you refuse to be flushed out.
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