he showed up drunk

at 59 years old

.

to pick me up

from the hospital

with another gallon

of wild turkey tossed in the back seat

he had bought

along with

fetid red Marlboros

on the five mile way

.

at that moment

i was no longer certain

who had run out of excuses

him

or me

.

as

i have much more

to lose

than two units

of blood