Drug Dealer's Doll

Drug Dealer's Doll

A Poem by alienated.aquarius

on my weed dealer being my muse


The Drug Dealer’s Doll

Waiting on display

Shoot the s**t, passing blunts

Wait for you to love me

Between lick hit intervals

Forehead kisses in bedroom bliss

Headlock haze

Thighs quake, trembling

Pass the time by

smoking and thinking

but at least I’m not drinking

Adored by the boys and

Avoided by the b*****s

Sick of having to hide

But I’m just along for the ride. 

© 2019 alienated.aquarius

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Wonderfully written and most enjoyable.

Posted 3 Months Ago


I don’t really understand poetry. If this is a good poem, it’s another example why I don’t like poetry. My complaint centers around Point Of View (POV). The first line “The Drug Dealer’s Doll” reads third person. The 11th line “but at least I’m not drinking” is clearly first person. There’s even a stop off at the second person in line 4, “Wait for you to love me.”

Second person POV is a cheap, ineffective way to make readers react. Here, it fails. I am not a drug dealer, so it ain’t me. Even in poetry, drawing readers in should be preferable to pushing them away.

In prose, shifting POV is considered technically incompetent. Sometimes, highly proficient writers make it work, but that is rare and I can not think of an example. If this poem’s intended audience os limited to other poets and poetry fans who applaud this narrative error, fine, I’m out.

Despite POV confusion, there is much going on in this poem. There’s an attitude and a situation. For me, the last line brings this out the most, “But I’m just along for the ride.” The author is not in control of her life. She is an admiration object to the drug dealer’s court, a prop and possession of the drug dealer. Her power, a fragile power, stems from her asymmetric relationship with him. If this is what the poem intended, then it succeeds despite technical difficulties.

Posted 3 Months Ago

This piece of writing is expressed beautifullly

Posted 3 Months Ago

Very well expressed about the struggles that lie within ;-]

Posted 3 Months Ago

emotional, very well written write

Posted 3 Months Ago

very emotional, seems to me like it was written in anger, anger is a good motivation, but I find it's the one we tend to regret the most, I think this is well written.

Posted 3 Months Ago

wow this is heavy...needing that smoke...doing anything to get it...even taking the mental and/or physical abuse...being hooked is no fun....and doing those things we might regret later? we don't think of that then.
we have all done things for the wrong reasons...and all done wrong things for the right reasons.

Posted 3 Months Ago

At times I've referred to myself as a pot w***e, since I would do anything to get high, back in my early 20's (40 yrs ago!) Your poem rides two rails. First there could be an actual person bringing the fix & thereby sparking creativity, but on the other hand, it could be the fix itself is the muse & there's no human intermediary. Now that I think of it, nowadays I would do anything to get myself "out there" (outside the dreary mindset of being in constant pain) anything except not pain pills anymore . . . & homegrown pot is my muse & it transports me away from the dreary aspects of being old & disabled & housebound. It helps me jump into the beauty of this wilderness spot where I live, which is not a bit housebound, when I'm looking out over the treetops & up to the ridges. Thanks for taking me on yet another drift! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Months Ago

Indeed a strange place to be when the protection of the 'main man' beckons but she knows her place and has to accept him between his world and hers. Nice flowing and expressive verse.

Posted 3 Months Ago

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Added on June 25, 2019
Last Updated on June 25, 2019
Tags: poetry, poem, poet, sex, mature, cannabis, weed, relationships, love



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