Mine Own Executioner

‘Here’s to your drink
One to make you torpid’
A real Mickey Finn
For a mind that’s turgid

My wheelchair and I
We both staggered out
Into the graveyard
That was thereabout

At the bitter end
I put on my brake
Drank the lethal juice
The lot, no mistake

I was back as a child
Returned to the source
Sinning now over
And of course no remorse

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