Bookstore Junkie
junkie on a bookstore bathroom floor
looking as dead as her soul
eyes closed
head hung low
spaghetti limbs lay
lifeless
as the linoleum
self-induced semi-coma
that temporary escape
reality will find you
once you finally wake
watching as you drift
from that zone
to this
seemingly knowing only
your own name
possibly unaware
that you even exist
successful in your quest
to forget everything
officer and paramedics arrive
and beratingly
remind you
like
you don’t
feel
less than human
already
i can’t help
but to think
as i look down
upon you
that just as easily
could have been me
(December 13, 2008)
