Dealer

Poem

Photograph by Ema Dumitru

“Please, don’t try to find me through my dealer,
He won’t pick up his phone.”

All doors of possibility taken from their hinges.
I’m throwing it all away.
My lasting love, my last rescue,
the one used to pleasure myself
in small doses… She is very tired.
Befriend her! Listen to what she says!
She knows what put us here.
She’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.