Drug or -

red lights
and rain filled
nights leave
me with a dull
lonely ache

sweet heart
it takes seven
days to scrub
you from my
veins and four
to six months
to get another
hit, and you
call yourself
a dealer, yes?

I get by on
the cheap stuff
and plead
the fifth, I am
not a junky

yet, I still wait
- sweet heart,
for the tap on
my bedroom
window after
midnight, like

last time and

listen to
underground
hip-hop
to nurse the
hard time
of long distance