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