The Sleeze

[ajcohen613]

The Sleeze
 
 
I fall into the sleeze, The sleeze??
ever stumbling to be free,
like an addict on a corner;
looking for a fix,
for a cease to the pain,
to rest in peace. This whole stanza seems a little disjointed/rushed to me. You don't need to include "looking for a fix" alongside "addict on a corner", one of those would've suited better. Same goes for "a cease to the pain" and "rest in peace"; you only need one.
 

I am tethered to false kings,
just a dog on a lead;
I lap up eviscerated offerings. What am I supposed to be seeing here? You? You lapping up eviscerated offerings? Like at a ritual-esque altar or something?? I don't know, just seems crudely violent, as is in it doesn't contribute much for me.
A kind hand,
for a bent knee.
I am ever so sweetly cheap,
like a cigarette butt; Cigarette butts are free!
cast onto hooker wreathed streets.
 
A black sky bends forever,
I'm a starry eyed stare. Starry eyed... I think you can do better.
With head nestled in a gutter,
the world looks nice from down here.

I see what you're going for here; grimy, desolate, isolated, aimlessness, "sleaziness". I get it. I think you can achieve this kind of feel and aesthetic more effectively. Try trimming down; brevity is your friend. Keep going!