Snap the Neck

Lyrics

Ten fifteen in the morning.
Twenty-one degrees Celsius on the thermostat.
The light from the window is flat and white.
Here you are, in your little plastic tray.
Seventh from the left.
A perfect, tiny soldier.
A promise in gelatin.
I see the line they scored for me, right at your throat.
A clean break.
Just one twist between thumb and forefinger.
Snap the neck.
The only way to get to what's inside.
Snap the neck.
No turning back from this.
And there it is.
Zero point eight milliliters of a ghost.
The scent of citrus and alcohol, gone before I can name it.
A cool weight on my fingertips.
A single, perfect dose.
Designed in 2015 to feel like a cure.
You give it all up, just like that.
A clean break.
Just one twist, a sound no one else hears.
Snap the neck.
The only way to open you is to break you.
Snap the neck.
No turning back from this.
But they built a little wall inside you.
A baffle, the patent calls it.
So if I tilt you wrong, just once, the rest is trapped.
Held inside the broken part of you, forever.
What I can't have.
What you were made to keep.
Now you're just a shape.
A husk in the silver bin.
The scent is gone from the air.
The feeling is gone from my skin.
Another snapped neck.
Another Tuesday.