same old dance

can't get off the floor  
rolling in convulsions  
you felt your veins swell  
boil, pop, explode  
you'd never felt better  
or worse  
more likely you forgot  
whatever you felt
  
you were born  
and bred  
in that moment  
these 12 steps  
are supposed to make you forget.  
 
you bleed the mantra  
after meeting diner coffee  
too strong for sober crowds  
but never strong enough  
your hands shake  
but so does everyone else's  
and the only high to be had  
is fear  
what the fuck happens next  
 
your girlfriend is satisfied  
oh, she's so proud of you  
but she can't suck you hard enough  
to make your veins stop screaming  
you'd lick cat litter  
if you thought there was a molecule  
a grain  
one fucking drop  
of H  
and now  
you're back at it  
melting cat litter  
because .. well, do you need a reason?  
 
you're fucking hooked  
those 12 steps?  
for you  
they form a circle  
do si do  
my friend.