They call me a drug.

From the tip of your broken nail

up the arms

up the skin

this girl crawls, climbs

through the limbs,

silences the pulsating sound

and that little brainy thing you have.

Unwinds the cord of unbeknownst senses

layer by layer

captures you from your loose clutches.

Cautious is what you were supposed to be.

Glad I am,

for the mistake you did.

Not transient, it's a lifelong mess.

They call me a drug, kid.

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