Co-dependent
I
take on the flat
effectively
on my own/ my new flatmate
worn
out
after
only two days of going without
a
week’s worth of prescriptions
while
I get the bills done
muzak
on my phone
and
all the while the gleaming outside calls
adventurous
on wine
I
started drinking before one
and
my heroin habit
is
starting to show
as
my finger hovers over a number
that
would bring me a bag
more
swiftly than the Canadian snow
a
distant friend knows too well
my
flatmate awakes
and
soon enough we are friends again
I
even take his co-codamol
tramadol
but
he’s going to sort out his housing benefit
our
rent situation
and
his list of complaints twice as long
for
only half the money/ means
I’m
losing direction again
without
work to make
without
speed to take (although I could make that happen)
I
decide to summon up instead a risotto
to
make him smile and portly
and
think
he
has me right where he wants me
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