jump through the hoops, and run
straight into the fire, on and on –
an immortalised time loop. 

a fiery path to take, the forsaken child
runs out to play, again and again –
instant gratification at stake.

blaze through the rows of vices, so
neatly arranged. one more, just one more – 
to numb the soul first.

then inhale the charred remains, to 
wash out the pain. breathe in, breathe out –
before it all goes faint.

jump through the hoops, and run 
straight into the fire – 
because you are stuck 
in a time loop.