Drugs and Speed (135/365)
November9
A meth-head rides the bus, skinny arms
In a shiny purple shirt
Her face splotchy and raw
Three hundred years of abuse
Caffeine and nicotine
Breakfast of losers
Bellies of acid, lungs of smoke
Leather skin
I inhale thick fumes
From the truck up ahead
Our foul addictions
To drugs and speed