"Heroine Whore"
She flew in like an angel
Bunching my calloused skin
My sweat subsided when she struck gold
Silver threaded rust pricking the perfect highway
Cold and reason vanished
I simply rose
Warm
Vibrant
Born again for the moment
She seduced me with her needle
Lies and poison flowed sweetly through my head
And the fear of losing her made me grovel
Follow
Worship
I wanted her to want me forever
That was the perfect addiction
At least until the money ran out
Robert Lloyd