It all just falls off.
Like every muscle's sighing.
Like every screw's loosened.
Its becoming the high point of my day.
Almost like my body is becoming addicted to it
and knowing me
it is.
Sure the trade off is 10 to 20 to 50 minutes of agony
inexplicable thanotic impulse and terror
peppered randomly throughout my day
but at least I get something out of it
which is much
much more than what I can say about dating.
It feels like I'm being sucked
down
as my heart throbs
and my lungs papapapap against my ribs
the room spins
and I'm stuck in the middle as it all falls in on me.
But now
with enough bourbon
I stay at neutral.
Safe. Flat. Idle.
Benz would be time release,
cause seurosis and short term memory loss
and increase depression
what exactly is the difference?
Ten times the price
and a Doctor's note saying its okay to take at work?
Same treatment
Same receptors
Same side effects on a less terminal scale.
That makes perfect sense.
Pass the bottle or pass the barrel.