heroin blanket
i can feel the
cold beating steel
coursing through my veins
i can feel emptiness
replacing my stomach
kidneys and liver
i need a fix.
a fruitful needle ahh
my hungry veins drink
your nectar consumed
with the present they
have no qualms about
the future
a hundred and twenty
minutes
the gnawing never ends
ive given it all up
in search of a fix
not wanting you
to keep breaking me
down