Look at me,
silly ’ol me.
What have I become?
Doing
breathing anything
for a little coke and rum.

Slurping
Sipping here and there
trying to forget my past.
Feeling
hoping that maybe this buzz
will find some way to last.

Flirting
winking,
eyeing you down.
Clothes
slipping, falling off
giving it up without a sound.

Sleep, scrub,
rinse, repeat.

Repeat.
Repeat.
Repeat.