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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