Like the smile of an addict
browning since puberty
yellowed by the wear
Of service as an accessory,
to the stimulus, owed.
Slow deterioration,
Enamel to paint
A continuous digging
through the meninges.
Addiction’s alma Mater.
A process slow and permanent
masked by the casualties
Of our shared routines
Like the smile of an addict
Mind The Mess On Mondays 