Monster, Monster

" I Don't Have Anymore"

I panicked, thinking up unrealistic things that would happen to me if I didn't stay high.

"What the fuck do you mean you don't have snymore?! Call one of your friends, get some! What the fuck, Brain!"

He backed away from me and reached in his pocket quickly grabbing his cell phone and dialing numbers.

"Okay, you know what- i'll help you but this is the last time. After me, you'll just have to find someone else."

He talked on the phone for three minutes, not too long. He kept it short, business-like, and then gave me a name and meet-up place.

"Her name is crystal"

I tried not to scoff at the irony.

"She cuts it fresh..."