I have Friends, you know...
I have friends
you know
Friends
who buy coke
a 100 grams
at a time,
from bearded men
on big bikes.
Friends
who keeps
their guns
loaded and
whose nocturnal
adventures
appear in papers
Who occasionally
do time
and who would do
other
things for me
If only asked.
I have thought about it;
mad on liquor
and love lost,
and though blinded
by both,
we
are
both
still
alive
and well
poem by Carsten Thomsen
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