Think Back

Let’s say you feel good
Since you’re drugged, just since
You’re drugged. Not yet dawn,

You can see a half
Of a moon and stars,
A few stars, and Mars,

And they look good, sharp
In the pre-dawn dark,
But you just feel good

Since you’re drugged. So. What?
Think back. Back. Since when
Did you love the world

That was not a case
Of the right stuff, flood
In your blood? God thoughts

Were drugs once. Booze once.
Food once. First love, first
Fuck that worked out well.

Drugs. Now, it’s the moon,
And calm, and too much
Tea, way too much tea.

So you’re up, you’re old
And drugged. You feel good.
The drug’s in the blood.