Waylaid by the hand that leads
Scale the heights of intimacy
Forewarned, unarmed,
one intoxicating whiff and you're snared

Dose up to delirium,
cross circles of death for the good,
deflect (all) contests
One intoxicating whiff and you're snared

Mock me - I'm convulsing
I'm clutching at barbs
Crass pity goes the deepest,
it magnifies the dross

A grip enforced - barely healing
I'm clutching at barbs
Leave me to snatch and paw
then lick my wounds

Struggle spent, I concede defeat
Swing for scumbags
who heaved the leash
Soft hands, sweet chance,
one intoxicating whiff and I'm snared!