In Motley series examining drug use through the lens of poetry, we first have a contribution by Imasha Costa with her melancholic piece ‘15 minutes’
15 minutes
a bump, a high.
loneliness and heartbreak devours me, the fine lines neatly pressed. 15 minutes.
ecstasy and pleasure; remind me of times i was dancing with you. ‘dancing queen’ plays in the back of my mind; i reminisce stories that we shared in the crawling darkness. 15 minutes.
a high; i want more, i need more.
crave, the touch of your broken fingers as i am lifted again. 15 minutes.
crave more, more of the trill of an invisible touch. 15 minutes.
the world travelling under the blink of an eye; my heart beats against my rhythm. 15 minutes. pleasure, loneliness consumes me.
15 minutes.
subtle quietness but loudness – your laugh echoes.
15 minutes.
i start again. your invisible love, present.
i will not stop –
15 minutes
i repeat – feel your invisible touch again.
By Imasha Costa
