I dream about you nightly,
Oh, the things we do, unsightly.
I dream of you undignified,
Being kind, so compromising.
Every evening, so unseemly,
That imagined touch.
I’d like to blame the drugs,
I don’t do drugs.
It’s a beast I swore I mastered.
I healed, but I went backwards.
Now you’re reaching through the sidewalk cracks, I
buried you, but you came back.
Sight for sore eyes, have to ghostwrite
how I’d like your love.
I’d like to blame the drugs,
I don’t do drugs.
Like a stone, I
loved you sober all this time.
Like a river,
Ran it over in my mind.
Watched you go, watched
you outgrow me, did you try
to save a piece of me
for your afterlife?
There’s no moving through this faster,
So I’m talking to the plaster.
The world outside is cold but vast, it
waits for me, and I’ll be back.
Later hits me that you miss me,
But you didn’t bring it up.
And you’d like to blame the drugs