Spin To Spiral

He says join me in a drug hazed craze

On a foggy vampire day

While demons flock like moths

To the bright eyes of a smoke filled sloth.

Magic pills taken with some gin

Make the colors run and the world to spin

He promises limp limbs of dead trees

Could be rainbow snakes at my feet

My blatant refusal brings a frequent request

To avoid this man I try my best

And yet he returns with his daily temptation

Let's sit he says and spin

Daily I learned to expect him here

But one day he randomly disappeared

Missing like a child on a milk carton

He fell too far into his temptation

What happened to him is something I already know.

His cycle changed from spin to spiral.

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