Pyrex was always the best
But no one was really ever
That particular
As long as they were getting their hit

The Tin-Man and Tina
Out chasing the Dragon
Bug eyed out in the city
Lost and all spun out like a broken compass
in the glow of the Pyrex
The hours drifting
away into days
into months
into years
into sex
into slaps and closed fists and death threats
into stranger sex with strangers never-mind the dangers
into anything for the next hit

Pyrex was always the best
But no one was really ever
That particular
As long as they were getting their hit

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