This was written for a challenge set at Elijahfanforums.com

Anticipation

This is almost the best part. Rolling titles, yellow font screaming, drum twitching, roll with the rhythm. Tremble. See the lazy smile from the dealer, bask in it, your greed feeding his. Pale hands sort through the rainbow, different pills for different needs, roll-ups, powder, they´re all you see, scenery dead. He´s holding back, teasing, flicks out the merchandise, then hides it beneath shadows. You produce cash, great wads, he gives another Cheshire Cat grin and it´s all you can do to tear the goods from his hands. But wait, it´s part of the game. You´ve gotta hear the spiel.

Desire

“Slip it in, shoot up, fine. Heart pounding confidence, lock up your demons, stomp on them good. Head raised, nose in the air. Red dress, long legs, you´re a head-turner, baby. Whispers in your ears, all lust and longing, you´re wanted, want to be with you, want to be you. Fleeting touches, pulling. Tug of war. Thigh sweaty, skin on skin, hard and hot. Body heavy, fingers in sheets. Oh yeah. But overdose and fall from the pedestal, you´ll be torn apart. Careful with your health, for this needle comes with a warning.’

Happiness

“Smoke trails swallowed. Remember? Watching him sleep. Snatched glances, smiles across a crowd, speak a two person language now dead. Ever after, gold on fingers, your soul is on the table, no more bets, drop those defences, tear down walls. Memorise his body, the way he looks at dusk. His smile, your laugh. Distance dreaded, reunion cheered. No fights and lies in this dream, this is quality dope. Sweet and light. But beware little children, you´re only plastering the hole, no refunds for empty relationships. Everyone wakes up eventually.’