Gimme some

Gimme som’ing, som’ing
Gimme some, man, come on
Gimme it, gimme some

You got it, you got it now
You’re such a closed bundle of warmth
Hair and toes
You’re sleeping
You’re more consistent
You’re shallow
You’re silent
A dense quality wraps you

I want some, oh won’t you gimme some
I want the thrill I want the pill
I want the void
I want it, I deserve it

There was never any question
You never withheld it before
I want the deep dark reptile
I want the primal brain to take over
My eyes slits, my breath sibilant
Cold blood in my veins
Coiled creepy curled
On hot stone walls
For I am lazy
I am a curse
I am sleepy;

I would guard delicate Sleep
Shelter her from intruders
Wrap around her tight
Or apply her on my scales like slick oil
The consistency of mud or custard
I would bask in her
A slack coppery serpent
Jaw open wide, teeth glistening
Eyes open but unseeing
The tremor of sleep
Forgiveness that won’t come