An Overdose

Shadows echo the darkness on the opaque wall They penetrate the room like a pill in the air Dropped into a glass full of cold memories Made in the cool, chill of a haunted hill A dry throat swallows the pale, still expression Drowning in a sweat of its own liquid expansion Knees turn to water along with the rest of him Stripped to the bone into a toxic cocktail, he starts to dim Into a fizz down their observant, gapping eye sockets Absorbed in a fuss through the holes in his pockets He's small change in their overblown, curious indifference Dissolves into an invisible particle in his own self-defense An outpouring mixture of nerves and tension grips his neck His pounding heart's a tossed sack in his erupted chest of a wreck His mind's in a blender of an upward - downward spiraling spin Swept to the corner in a splendor of the flaming flakes of his own skin