White Swan Inn

I remember you
bandaged
from being belted
beat up
bruised
limp wristed
and mentally diminished
last time we spoke

needing love for freaking once
and needles love love
hate to admit it was

carnality you solicited
who is ever interested
who deserves that dissonance

your judgment was
obstructed from substance
when police visited

you tried to be quick witted
but you were booked in
shot up with heroin
from the white swan inn