How can you stop?
The speed
The thrill of a chase or pain
Or love or happiness or
Being seen
I never want to forget those days
Musk. Sheets. Skin.
You drew me from the chasm
I jumped back in
Electric lights buzzed
Above my tangled bed
The crooks in my body as home
For your drunken head
You sleep
Sleep is not for me
The drugs won’t let me sleep yet
You know?
The ones I said I'd leave
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