i don't recognize my fingers
as they trace your jutting hip
bones, vague smiles and
dilated blue eyes

my figure's getting thinner
but you hold me so that i
don't break, don't fall

pearly teeth like polsihed
stones, glinting in the half-light
and you ask me what's so wrong

but i can't answer you over my
heartbeat, it's too loud and i'm
too cold

so instead i push the powder around
like i'm organizing an army, and i
contemplate dust particles as if they
mean something more

and when we take our lines, yes
we feel just fine, and we smile
and we kiss, our cocaine lips numbing
our pains