... addiction ..., ... death ..., ... God ..., ... life ..., ... poem ..., ... poems ..., ... poetry ..., ... weed ..., ... written under the influence ...

after afterlife

failed at the afterlife
young Simon left
a trail of bread
crumbs to no
where.

the birds of prey
pecked at the
old morsels
’til they’re
gone.

he boarded from
land, stepping
into the scow,
two coins for
the boat
man.

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