
“You made me take drugs,” she reproached
him
But he didn’t hear her
over the pain in his lower belly
“You made me take drugs,” she repeated.
“Huh?”
“And for this I’ve decided to
replace you. With someone better, someone who
would never make me do something
I don’t feel right with.”
He shook his head and noticed
that he was in the kitchen
tied to a chair
And there was a horrible pain in his lower belly
and his chest and
most of his body
and he felt like vomiting
His woman was at the gas stove
pouring oil over a frying sausage
in a pan
The dog was at her feet
salivating
“This is what you get,” she said, “for making
me do drugs, darling.”
“What?” He was still with a foot
in the world of painful dreams
but he watched her take
the sausage from the pan and toss it
to the dog
The dog grabbed it before
it could land on the floor and began to chew
She pointed at the dog. “He. He’s gonna
take your place now. He’ll never
make me do drugs.”
“What?” he said. Still not understanding
what was going on.
He looked down and saw the blood
and the tissue dangling from
his crotch.
Then he screamed
And the dog barked
-BOGDAN DRAGOS
Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.

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Bogdan’s dark and chilling poetry is a warning to every drug user. Beware of the consequences you may face…It could cost you an arm or leg or an even more essential body part. A woman exacts revenge upon a lover she thinks has wronged her. And a dog reaps the benefits of this gruesome encounter. Could imagination get any darker?
Congratulations Bogdan!
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Thank you!
Also… “Could imagination get any darker?” Oh, I’d love to answer that question. I guess we’ll have to write and see…
/╲/\╭⁞ ರರ ͜ʖ ರರ ⁞╮/\╱\
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Let the imagination do your work. Ouch…..
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It’s another way of saying, “Let go and let God.” ԅ(◉෴◉ ԅ)
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Hallelujah……
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Horribly brilliant, I had a horrible feeling what had happened, but not till near the end…
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Thanks for sticking with it till the end (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀)
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LOL … surprise!
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Welp, some surprises are better than others… ( ⊙ᗜ⊙ )
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And some surprises are better to give than to get. 👀
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Ouch, that made me hurt. I wouldn’t want to get on her bad side. I am guessing all the men reading this are going to be feeling this one. Nicely written. Hugs, Joni
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Yep, she’s dangerous… (✿ ◕‿◕) ᓄ✂╰U╯
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❤️🤗
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