Background Refrain

The refrain in the background “Heroin” grabs my backbone, I sit straight up my left fingers reaching to caresses industrial tan monitor shell.

Lips pursed moving closer to the digital screen connecting me to the universe. Tongue licking glass trying to get in.

Again “Heroin” enters my bleeding ears sending orgasmic warmth into my chest into my crotch, “Heroin”.

Chills ramp through my body in both directions as I run ten fingers through my matted greasy hair, letting out a plaintive moan all drooling sexy.

Like a cardboard junkie I arch my chest rosteeresque, hands sliding from hair to nipples then knead stomach into a rounded shape relishing my touch.

“Heroin” naked behind my eyes everything turns maple syrup, walls melting couch rising up to receive my body.

“Heroin” hugs with the touch of my first lover all giddy, sliding glass against glass watching myself repeat it repeat it repeat it.

Sickly flame flickering melting my mind running out of time spent my last dime.

“Heroin” draining from my mind over taking my frightened fragile soul.

I guess I just don’t care I guess I just don’t care “Heroin” got me by the balls.

“Heroin” in the background of my mind, crawling under my skin crawling on the floor.

Can we go again, can we go again?