Mykonos Poetry Club

Rookie (9/9/1994)

A Junkie's Problem - Poem by Mykonos Poetry Club

The people drank from bottles,
Bottles laced with carnage, and snorted lines of bereavement.
They huffed bags of hope, and injected needles full of meek desire.
They licked dreams and smoked freedom, they were the lost generation.
Who are we?

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2012

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