There Are A Lot of Times That I Miss Being a Drug Addict
trying to park my car in the rain
trying on bathing suits in mall lighting
trying to say goodbye in a parking garage
before a meeting with my boss
before making dinner
before going to bed
while writing poetry
while biting my cuticles open
while sitting in the quiet just a second too long  

I don’t keep my ears all stuffed up with cotton anymore
sometimes I take my glasses off to pretend
          the reason I can’t see straight
          is because of all the softness I used to make around myself
god was it soft  

There Are A Lot of Times I Can’t Remember Why I Stopped Being a Drug Addict
it’s been a year already
I guess I don’t miss it that much