Within my veins
A toxic craze
Itches and swells.
It paints
China white skin
Rose red,
Ardent with haste.

It takes the skies,
Fills it with diamonds
And in the nights,
Reduces the stars to
Nothing more than coal.

Mad hat men
Line the streets,
They blow blue kisses
That float my way
In rings of smoke.

And when I visit
The same dark holes
Of yesterday.
They’re filled with rabbits
White as chalk,
Scattering,
like dropped marbles.

After cold nights
When dawn drapes the sky
In new clothes,
Stray cats flood the pavement
In choirs
Ready to sing us into the new day,
All while I pretend
I'm not slipping down this rabbit hole.