oh, opium wherefore art thou, opium.

you cradle me placidly until you smack me to the ground

watch me bust my forehead on a tiolet seat.

marinate next to waste matter, feel kicking in the ribs.

i get up, fall down, get up and pace.

watch me etch.

"there's people in my ears, there's people in my ears."

of anything but a comeback.

oh opium, you've never let me down.