One.

We exchanged cigarettes

smoked them ourselves

and quietly sized up

our thoughts on each other.

She spoke

with immense moments of compassion.

She told me how she's an addict

and how she owned two houses

but had blasted them two houses

into her vein.

She'd saved 250 thou’

and she'd blasted 250 thou’

into her arms.

Her brother had taken her in

but her brother had taken

her credit cards off her

so she wouldn’t be able

to get monies.

When that failed

her brother

tied her to the bed

to stop her from going out

     to score.

She'd managed

to free herself loose from the shackles

her brother had enforced

and did go out

had scored

did overdose

and had ended up here

     talking to me

a guy who thought

there was no effort available

in rallying against

any old motivation.

 

 

Two.

I delivered

immense moments of compassion

back to her by saying

something about her brother

something along the lines like

every being will be redeemed

from having hatred as their hero.

She asked me

if having a million bucks

would solve

these problems I currently face.

I said my problems aren't

just

your strict

junkie

supply and demand type problems.

Monetary value doesn't suffice in my domain.

I asked her

her birthday

and she told me

     22nd of October.

I was furious

for who had told her.

What gain would it be

for her to lie about having the same

birthday as me.

I asked if the doctors

had revealed

that information to her.

She said no

     honestly

that was her birthday

the same as mine

'cept she was 33

and I was 23.

She excused herself

kissed me on the cheek

graced my hand and left.

I was at once scared

repulsed by her

but totally enamoured.

Things were looking up

and things were looking down

at the same time

all together.

I was just waiting

for the motivation

to come back to me.