Layovers

are addicts so brave

while the hit lingers

swearing to quit

with a clarity

that fades with the high

I KNOW

what I do and do not mean

to you

I am intelligent

and witty

and thoughtful

and deep

i know what it means

when you do not call

where have you been?

"Wandering to and fro over the earth."

everywhere but to my arms

OK then.

when i quit you this time

it will be for keeps