music and drugs I happen to like

sniff the whiteout when
its been a bad day
so hard and so rough
the white angel comes to visit
breathe her perfume
so ecstatic now
with all the pain gone
pull the tourniquet tight
the liquid into your arm
throw your head back
in broken pleasure
dream of smurfs.
turn on a cd
rapture erases your thoughts
twist them down to alcohol
the screaming voices in your head
unintelligible belches.

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