Thursday, February 17, 2005

predict an addict,
plot her flaws-
abuse.
a huff and puff to
intoxicate her
absence
with my last
breath, betrayed.
she calms what
calm cannot,
but can she save
herself from frenzy?
we better not take that
chance,
they say.
i'm miserable without you.
*bettie* at 1:22 PM