Glitter in the Gutter

This is the dream where you wake up choking bones and dust. The quick slick tunnel slide pulls you under-undertow smooth- and just like that…you’re the addict. Then fear creeps in everywhere and you wake up choking out your own dust. This is the dream where you should reach out and stop the train in its tracks, but find your hands tied  behind your head by your own blind desire. This is the dream that you can’t say “Sorry” for.

This is the dream where all hell breaks loose and your morals get trampled by your own parade. There is no going back and it feels alright, because it’s delicious against your skin.