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Heroin Cycle
She needs to get well
Unabashedly sticks the the needle exchange
Program in her arm
Holds me in her arms with my worry
In her ears
My ring in her pocket
I miss her like a dead woman
I didn't miss my ring for two weeks
She found methadone and god
And my ring is a perpetual circle
A way to get well
Yes! simple. tragic. hopeful. if there were any more, it would be too much, and any less wouldn't be enough. i don't even think you need the last line, it's implied. maybe even just " and my ring is perpetual." i like this and your others. angie
Matthew, What a craft you have! You have a way in your poetry that I understand deeply. It is beautiful tragic, and all that is Poetic. Thank you for sharing your brilliant talent.