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Click hereSee the interactive impact of text/visual here? That’s when I know that I have found a mature multi media art (illustrated poem -is a terrible misnomer!). The narrow focus in the middle of the picture offers you not only a demonstration of the sense of the narrowing contact with the world from the pov of the addict, but also a foreboding sense of an approaching end. And by the context of a deteriorating addict (and his/her loved ones), what comes to mind is departure from the world, and in even more concrete terms - perhaps a proximity or even being in a cemetery. <P>
It does not feel right to say that you 'love' such a poem, but it strikes you as powerful and forces surprisingly strong sense of loss (echo of personal sense of loses we each bear?). For me, a poem can't get much better than that.
Perhaps mechanical sadness is a good name for the tragedy of using drugs.