I Am High

I am hopelessly high

drinking clouds

through this cut up mouth of mine

I let the cold slide

down

down my tangled spine

and it turns

my useless legs to golden

lead

and I can't let go

of my brittle bones

they break like glass every time I 

inhale

but I just can't stop drinking in

what makes me high

what makes me alive

and what kills me inside.