Next Fix

Dreams scattered
shot up
carved away
lies told
to starve the pain.
Litter in an alley
sodden
soaked
in cheap liquor
inadequate
to subdue shrill shrieks of
defeat.
Dozens of men.
No longer do they
fall at her feet.
They throw dollar bills
degrade
debase
earn enough
to buy that next feed.
Hunger like an animal
clawing internal
spiraling through skin
til creepy crawlies
snake their way out.
Felt all over her body.
Gaunt
destroyed
hollow eyes stare out the window
slack mouth
sightless
only desire…..
her next fix.
December 21/18