Liquid Death

16 Jan



By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.


Into her arm goes the sweetest relief

A beautiful disaster of liquid death doubled with a touch of nose candy

She’s hitting the edge of death wishing for it to take her away

But death won’t come to the willing

Numb is the only emotion felt, not an emotion but a voidance of life while living

Independence without experience took her places she shouldn’t have gone

Introducing her to liquid death

Against the wishes of her family and friends she stood defiant

Till one day they left her crying

Neglected for so long

Wasting away in a grimy shack

With the man who took her life through Hell

Breaking her face on the nasty sheetrock walls

The slums are filled with the screaming agony of suffering

Echoing down the alleyways like a an escaping soul

A bleak existence compared to what once was

A beauty queen so long ago

With dangerous curves and southern charm

Degraded to a hood rat drug fiend

Curves lost with time

She remembers between cycles of a drunken stupor

What once was and what could have been

She remembers the good times and the bad

But nothing compares to the pain that’s felt in her current reality

She must make an escape but he entices her with her weakness for liquid death

But she must escape

Escape from him

Escape from this life

Escape from liquid death


Posted by on January 16, 2009 in Poems of Expression


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10 responses to “Liquid Death

  1. lhegend

    January 16, 2009 at 11:00 pm

    That poem and the picture reminded me of the Bronx in New york, where I was born and raised. That poem tells the story of so many women who could’ve been something so much better. Thanks for sharing. Please visit my page I will be adding many more of my poems over the weekend.

  2. Nortoria

    January 19, 2009 at 3:50 am

    As much as I hate that reality of this poem, many people go down this road. It is a sad thing and I sure hope that these people escape the liquid death, I hope they could have someone with a concept like yours to turn to in their moment(s) of weakness.

  3. Tim

    January 19, 2009 at 11:57 am

    Well, you definitely make a wonderful point and very meaningful poem.. 🙂

  4. Jule Guzman

    January 19, 2009 at 6:12 pm

    You ever get tired of me saying, “This is your best yet!”? Well, too freakin’ bad, Dad, cause with few exception, you keep getting better.

    Like all of your best ones, there is ONE line or word that for some reason just bothers the crap out of me. And I think I finally know why.

    In this one, it’s the term, “Nose Candy”. I think I just don’t like it because it’s someone else’s words, in midst of something that otherwise is so beautifully you.

    Nevertheless, it does not distract. In fact, this poem is on parr with anything any contemporary poet has done in years.

    I will save my comments on “Funny Bones Jones” until I see you in person. Needless to say, it is far better than you imagine.

    Peace and prosperity to you and all on Obama-Inaugeral Eve,



  5. violetwrites

    January 21, 2009 at 2:07 pm

    The slums are filled with the screaming agony of suffering

    no doubt Tony

  6. Leonie

    January 23, 2009 at 11:20 am

    You truly are a great writer, you words capture the true reality of this existence.

  7. donna

    January 29, 2009 at 9:51 pm

    Thanks for appreciating my work. You are one of the best poets i look up to. You are a very great writer as well. I am pleased to meet you. We do share the same passion on writing poems!

  8. Kikolani | Blogging, Poetry, Photography

    February 19, 2009 at 12:57 am

    Death won’t come to the willing… maybe because it is not the time for it to come. Great writing.

    ~ Kristi

  9. timethief

    March 5, 2009 at 11:56 am

    I continue to be impressed with how deep you go and how you bring that depth out in your insightful poetry. Thank you for sharing and blog on. 🙂


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