No Shirt. One Xanax.

The sun is coming up.

I lay in bed

Just boxers

No shirt.

My mind is moving faster than

most women I know.

Yet,  the biggest problem I have

Right this very second is…

I have only one xanax left.

To an addict running out of anything:

An upper

A downer

The all a rounders

Is a fucked up anxiety

in and of itself. 

Heads I take it

Tails…

I’m just going to take it.

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