Oh euphoria,
What’s the story
I am cold, tender, and thin
Oh euphoria,
I have my drug use
I am over you
You master of falsehoods
A drapery of tone and foolishness
Canvassing curious threads
To their ends
Plucking the ones
Spun to my brain
And leaving those
That weave me into disillusion
Finding the phrases in elemental codes
Oh euphoria,
I will starve you in cafe corners
Stirring your coffee
The heat licks your chin
Reminds you why you came
And why it’s worth abandoning