year-end maneuvering and methamphetamines

this time of year
my thoughts are filled
with maneuvering
huddled together in dark corners
speaking to each other
in whispers about cats.

this time of year
i promise myself
"this year will be my last"
and cease my use of
meth-amphetamines.

this time of year
i sparkle.

this time of year
my thoughts are filled
with withdrawal symptoms
from coffee and cigarettes
and beautiful, sweet
crystallized sex.