Burnt Out Poem by Aram Stefanian

Burnt Out



You fall out and plunge into a ruby gaping abyss
Teeming with creepy ogres that fight for your soul.
And suddenly you see a ringer for your younger sis
Who says, ''Give me five. I'll get you out of the black hole.''
''Am I dead? '' you ask reaching out your hand to her.
''If you don't hurry up, you will be, '' she cries out in fear,
''You'll be locked up for ages in the underground stir.
Come on, no time to lose. Don't be such a pain in the rear.''
She takes your hand and leads you thru the scarlet fog
Until you face a massive iron door, but it is locked.
You scream in horror when your sis turns into a watchdog
And barks furiously, ''I am the habit you never knocked.''
She bites into your arm, and you wail with maddening pain.
You wake up scared, but happy you didn't bite the dust.
The railroad tracks on your arms make you sick and insane.
''If I burn the drugs, '' you think, ''I might nuke that ghost.''

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Aram Stefanian

Aram Stefanian

Yerevan, Armenia
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