L M K U R OK

While I was flying high

chasing the freeway

to unholy destinations.


Make room for the drugs to drive.

Always tempting fate,

and begging devastation.


I've gotten good

at ignoring all the worried ones

all the ones who care if I'm here


Let that cellphone ring.

Let those chimes just echo

through my euphoria.


Until the high refuses me any movement.

Until my hands can't turn the steering wheel.

Until my body is twisted within the wreck.

And laying just in view,

Is that cellphone I've ignored reading

"Hey...

L M K UR OK!!!"...