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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Addict</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleepmonger,<br>deathmonger,<br>with capsules in my palms each night,<br>eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles<br>I make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.<br>I'm the queen of this condition.<br>I'm an expert on making the trip<br>and now they say I'm an addict.<br>Now they ask why.<br>WHY!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't they know that I promised to die!<br>I'm keping in practice.<br>I'm merely staying in shape.<br>The pills are a mother, but better,<br>every color and as good as sour balls.<br>I'm on a diet from death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, I admit<br>it has gotten to be a bit of a habit-<br>blows eight at a time, socked in the eye,<br>hauled away by the pink, the orange,<br>the green and the white goodnights.<br>I'm becoming something of a chemical<br>mixture.<br>that's it!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My supply<br>of tablets<br>has got to last for years and years.<br>I like them more than I like me.<br>It's a kind of marriage.<br>It's a kind of war where I plant bombs inside<br>of myself.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes<br>I try<br>to kill myself in small amounts,<br>an innocuous occupatin.<br>Actually I'm hung up on it.<br>But remember I don't make too much noise.<br>And frankly no one has to lug me out<br>and I don't stand there in my winding sheet.<br>I'm a little buttercup in my yellow nightie<br>eating my eight loaves in a row<br>and in a certain order as in<br>the laying on of hands<br>or the black sacrament.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's a ceremony<br>but like any other sport<br>it's full of rules.<br>It's like a musical tennis match where<br>my mouth keeps catching the ball.<br>Then I lie on; my altar<br>elevated by the eight chemical kisses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What a lay me down this is<br>with two pink, two orange,<br>two green, two white goodnights.<br>Fee-fi-fo-fum-<br>Now I'm borrowed.<br>Now I'm numb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Sexton">Anne Sexton</a><div class=q>
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deathmonger,
with capsules in my palms each night,
eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles
I make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.
I'm the queen of this condition.
I'm an expert on making the trip
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