johnny draining out like an ice cooler onto the rooftops onto the streets poetry johnny’s in hell opium was his heroine his fleshy little actions putting holes in his veins his blood like water just a-dripping into the night Share this: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...