& man was she beautiful
& that was all she came with
a small bag of clothes
couple of books & records
& nothing else
& in that way
that never quite got said
out loud or clear
she was mine to look after
to feed to clothe
provide with drink
other things as necessary
& to complete the picture
I was a flat broke bloke
skinny as a racing snake
ragged and
and not much else
if we had money we spent it
& if we didn’t we didn’t
we’d find pills for friends
the Doc loved her beauty
would prescribe anything
diet pills sleepers diazepam
we’d take these or sell them
go on a booze jaunt
until that money ran out
kids with nothing to do
but fuck each other
laugh at the crazy
our life was
what else could anybody
ever want?