Thursday, July 21, 2016


And I wear it in the speculation of my species

And I reach and delve

And I feel it as fire

Burning away my carapace

And like thirst, I shut it out

In the dilated eyes of the night

It feels so effervescent

This floating, reality shifting mind

The whispers, the tension

And I am there in the kingdom of the Annunaki

Savage and endearing

Beautiful as only humans can be

And then I slip from palaces of gold to streets of filth

And then I am back on my bike

Riding the traffic-choked streets home

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