Barbra Jean

Some called her dumb
she was just numb
and kinda sorta
full of opium.
 
An abstract mind
doing lines
this one last time,
 
or is it.  
No one gets it.
 
No one knows,
she shoots up  
between her toes
then it's off to  
work she goes.  
 
A productive Junky
high school flunky
the drugs stop
her from getting chunky
she works at a bar
so shes always drunky,
smoking pot,  
she smells skunky.  
 
Hope is a planet far, far away
in this stooper Barbra Jean stays
always thinking, maybe one day,
just absolutely not today.