When it came to choose
I liked every drug but you
Too simple to abuse
And easily confused.
By the time you woke
You were throwing up alone
Peering through the smoke
Wearing different clothes.
When it comes to you
I’ll be putting on my shoes
Waiting in the queue
Analyzing clues.
You will miss the bedroom couch
While you kiss twice poisoned mouths
Seeing pictures in the clouds
Weighing eighty-seven pounds.