Mother’s Poem

Heaven
I think is being able to love.

No, not drugs.

not the love of drugs.

Love. Love!

Love, love, love, love.

Love is not the love of drugs.

For heaven is being able to love

without using drugs

with the pure feel of love

in the sunshine
like kittens.

Like 2 little kittens in the sun.


– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
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The Disciples Have Taken

Seldom
is
the daybreak
seen
by people
who need
to see it.

May
the city-dweller
rise
from
their TV dream
and be afflicted.

May
their veins
give up on the wine
the Roman Catholics
have given them.

At least meet me
in a heroin clinic
if you want to talk
about the Buddha.

– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
from:
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The Code Of The Drug

In the night
there are people
overdosing

but the night
belongs to Michelob
yeah, the night
belongs to Michelob

and in the night
where people drink
Michelob
people are overdosing
on drugs

yeah,
people are here
overdosing on drugs
and
people are there
overdosing on drugs
and
people are here
and now we have drugs
so
many many many many
god-produced drugs

yeah, now we have drugs
yes, now we have drugs
turn on your television
it says to take drugs

and the night belongs to
Michelob
and the night belongs to
Michelob

but, what’s the night?
yes
what’s the night?
yes
what’s the night?
yes
the night belongs
the night belongs

yes
the night belongs to the code
of the drug