Day Something:

Does passing a needle through lighter flame sanitize it? 

Or is that shit too imbedded in the metal,  deep in it's hollow core? 

...I'm putting my money on the latter. 

And on this table. 

And I don't even think I care how dirty it has become. 

Tick,  tick,  tick. 

There's that monster,  releasing its teeth and loosening those claws. 

Relief. 

Release. 

Feeling that burn like a fire lit under my ass

I like it

I love it

"I want some mo--"

Wait,  what? 

I brush off that temptation of food like

Dust from my shoulder. 

It might kill my buzz

Buzz

I'm a busy bee tonight. 

It's all good. 

I sleep off the down.  Sleep off the headache after.  Sleep off the cough in my throat. 

Hack hack. 

Jack Jack jacked up

Again

Before the monster starts to growl

Before the monster gets mad

Day something

I lost track

The monster wants to dance.  

Claws sink into my back

My belly

My mind

I breathe in deep but

This shit isn't good enough. Want more. 

Need more. 

Take more. 

I see my pattern.  

I'm all in this shit like the glass

Is all in my lungs

And my veins

And my blood cells

And my brain

Matter! 

Brain matter.  Do brains matter?  Does it matter?  Monster mash time. 

I see my pattern but I'm inside it,  I guess. 

Dancing on

Dancing along

Danse macabre

Wait..  Is that what it was called? 

Idk my bff monster. 

It Burns. Bad. I want more. 

Can't have it in this cage. 

Day something. 

Can't have it.  The monster strolls through these bars. 

It wants me to have more.  I want more. 

Cant

Have

It

But..  I want it so bad.