Baggies passed like
blunts,
bigger plans ahead
than what  his heart can handle,
he runs like
a horse
away from home
until hilarity
ensues. Hands
go numb.
As far
as his legs will take him,
with pinching in his chest
eyes wide
ringing in the ears.
Lips shake fingers
go blue.
Only a
half bump left.
Leaves the car
on the sidewalk.
He gives her kisses
upon arrival.
Days go by without love,
cold sweats
fits of anger.
First week without
in months.
*****.
Love is ugly.
Drug love is
uglier.
The paycheck
comes.
The paycheck
goes.
He runs again.
She gets love.
Who knows.