Drugs swim through me. Liquid wobbles and sways in my glass, balmy and translucent, sickly sweet on the way down. I wave my tongue over my teeth. This is not really my drink. The taste reminds me of some people I know, all saccharine smiles and canines gleaming, the kind of people you'd like to discard at the bar while you order something a little more...hard hitting. Refined? I ignore it and focus on the waves flowing through me, the clumsy poison clouding my mind like a veil of fog. It's a welcome distraction. Kind of like the neon lights that have invaded Las Vegas - they take your mind off the relentless gambling, beguiling the attention, encouraging more coins through the slots, words from the lips...
Drugs swim through me. My mind jolts and flickers, all twitches and static - like a rundown T.V. Reflections fly at me, splayed off the surface, sparkles and pirouettes jetting through my retinas. I grin at nothing, everything. Is that? I chuckle, catching glimpses of myself. You handsome devil. You dumb fuck. I blink, twice as quickly as normal, attentive and wary. As this...thing crawls through my system, I respond with electricity. I'm ready. Ready for what? What did you..? I don't know. What? Does it matter? Hey! Yeah, you! What are you looking at...
Drugs swim through me. My legs are numb. Wow! That was unexpected. After everything I'd heard, all the urban legends, all the bravado and the bullshit. I taste sour drip down the back of my throat, through my spirit. This is it. I nod my head, at nothing in particular. The feeling reminds me of some people I know. All ego and empty chatter, puffed out chests and hollow banter, a stick of cotton-candy. I kind of like it...
Drugs swim through me. They swim all around me, in my veins and over my mind. They consume and invent me, inhabiting my thoughts, squatting in my soul...
Drugs swim through me. I'm drowning...
