I Remember George Kirby …and Well (King Heroin, an arresting poem)

The imp starts out almost dignified. Then layers of the onion get peeled off. Behold the ugly, heartless, horrible and destructive. King Heroin.

I was home early from college. Mom had the Mike Douglas show on TV. The weekly guest for all the fun was George Kirby. Smiling, larger than life, comedian, bang-on impersonator. But then the studio darkened and George took a painful page out of his past…


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