if you could fix

tortuous and failing
at something or other
that she’s left behind
or in front
or holding too tight
between
betwixt
embrangled fingers
and the cigarette butt
the broken glass
if not the bottle
that she’s been left
behind
or in front
beneath
fixed
her last decision and
the ‘next,’ blandly
mumbling each foot
in front of the other
tentatively
tortuous and failing
in the charity
dingy room
outskirts
and all she wants
is her
next fix
to-break-her
better