, then she drops her cigarette into a puddle
and watches it choke and sputter,
that bare inch away from oxygen.
Vicodin lazy lips
she laughs like Marilyn's hemline.
flirty. soft. manufactured.
hell, even her fingernails are fake,
tiny rhinestones winking at her
Until she nips them off between her teeth.
she spits one at the cigarette butt.
"God is cruel, baby," and kisses
when she's drunk she Runs her words together.
Savior safehere saveher.
word games. her games.