shake this
half awake to make this
half awake to write this
amatory
little story,
paralyzed strands
of the thoughtless strain
that you left crippled
and tapping
and tripping
alone in your brain

shook this
wide eyed it took
three pills to wake today,
four to feel okay,
five to feel great,
a dozen to start the day,
a bakers dumb luck to call it quits,
but its okay, yeah its all the same
I don't have to be using
to feel the same way.