It Was Almost LIke Real Life - Camilla Basham

A good showerhead and her right hand:

the two best lovers she’s ever had.
Her friends tell her death
is the easy way out.
She thinks they're clever,
because nothing gets her high anymore
and alcohol:
it only makes her tired.

On her bedside table:
a picture of her, younger,
with green eyes
and a cocaine smile.
She shivers, unclothed
descending from her bathroom scale;
another lovely victim
of the mirror