Reduction

I bet you still sleep on the
right side of the bed with
cold sweats & shivers waking you
    up now & again

I bet you still reach for the
rind of my body
wanting to peel your way into the
    fruit of my soul

Your drug, I always have been
What will you ever do without me ?
Your addiction already reduced you
    Look at you - you filth !

Love or lovely demon
Frenzied little-one accurst
I see you now in the slops of hell
    And pity you at your worst.