over my head, you went

without a glance back

and it reminded me of that day 

the day when you ran your fingers over my back

and kissed the air as the wind delivered coke

in my veins



and I couldn’t or wouldn’t 

say the things  [you know]

the things without being high



so you delivered me to it

never questioning 



and I held your fingers out above my teeth

as the acid dripped onto my tongue



you kissed the insides of my thighs



while I swayed above your head



it reminded me 

of that day



day my soul became dead



and I still didn’t say a word.

07/21/2006