The utter demise of my composure
Is what I behold, with both elation and despair
Rife with longing, I crumble beneath her mighty treads
Bound to an insatiable hunger
That festers madly within

I steam for hours on end
Groveling, as I falter with drunkenness
Stricken once again with an unnatural illness
That has long plagued me, through quivering adolescence

To trivial yearnings
How I ache for its pristine daughters
Strolling, through the ominous glow of daybreak
And collapsing atop me
Beneath the weight of lunar glory

I am pinned to its lustful vice
Endlessly gorging on its gluttonous treasure
Fixed at the feet of luxury
Where I dissolve
Both shamelessly and wretched