's supper plan before medication

"Oh my blase indulgence
in the intoxication of little
important things!"

...... stars beneath my gazing
eyes like pieces of stale bread...

"I wish to consume the
length, breadth and width
of my existence by nibbling
on the surfaces of little
important things, scratching
their soft skins, and biting
into their rotten centres,
savoring their similarities,
the little important things.

They all come around,
crashing into the ennui
of my insomniac sleep."