Tom

I knew a man who made it
and then he unmade it
fifty times worse
went from pinnacle
to pit
in triple time
The night I met him
we sat on a hill
watching derolicts
like pigeons in a park
thinking hey,
we’re ok, but we weren’t
I knew a man who lost his way
and the people he trusted
waved him on
like his hint of weakness
was intolerable
an insult to them somehow
and better, they thought
him than me
let him carry our sins
to oblivion

Tom

vixenvision

South Arm, Australia

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Artist's Description

I had a very brief friendship with Tom. He struggled with addiction. I hope he’s ok, but I have a feeling he’s not.

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