seven seconds

piddle paddle squid brain
lights and flashing dancers
come for my eyes

yellow bottles with imprint-easy tops,
hard to open but
easy-swallow contents

pearls whiter than my teeth
cradled on my pink tongue
seven seconds until it's done
but when will you be here

seven, until the warmth begins
until I can imagine you
are next to me
the only way to have you now
is drug-induced hopefuls

night hopefuls in sweat
dropping down, beads hide
soak into sheets
sheets over flesh
exposed, hot, fading

slipping past dreaming
toward something more
and less pleasant

dark demons snap snatch
kiss my feet
I beckon them here
It's nice in here, and I want
your hot scent nose pressed
mind hurts now gone
smell smell sour sweet
prickle sticky not real
not true

melting rubber melting head
headache gone, now
you're here
you're here, now