Habit

Drowsy,

Drugged,

And on the run. 

I wanna hit the road

But I’m here,

Disheveled,

Love-drunk. 

Roll over,

Pull back,

A stranger next to me;

I think I got side-tracked.

Last night?

Oh my!

Here’s a code

I can’t crack. 

I hop out,

With a small laugh.

You turned out to be lethal. 

And this is why-

-This is why

some of my best habits

have been people.

~N.V.