The Devil smiles on my face as I light the other end,
There’s a disturbing mock in His laughter, but it’s friendly
as it feeds the worms inside my head to grow and eat every bit of that rationale.
Indulging nothing but my darkest desires, the feeling that I yearn for, to FEEL!
My lungs gallop it greedily as I inhale the nectar,
The laughter as I hear, gets louder!
“Hahaha! Isn’t this what you want?”, He thunders, “FEEL it moron! Haha!!!”
I embrace the Devil, do I look like a little one now?
Being out of senses, they call it.. But I call it being deeper in them..
The dim light seems transpired as it reflects from the wild smoke
Before flooding my retina with iridescence..
Music hits harder, like cannonballs thumping on my eardrums..
My heart is driven wild, as it synchronizes with the psy..
It pumps to kill, morphed into a poltergeist inside me..
I feel the excitement of my blood as it vagabonds ruthlessly,
Like a giant serpent speeding down my vessels, and lifting my body to cosmic spasms!
With blood filled red eyes, I watch the fire romance with the joint,
Kissing it, swallowing it, killing it, slowly..
They make love.. Conceiving smoke and ghostly ashes…
In laziness and in elation, I wonder at the romance, and feed on its breed!
Parchedness creeps down my mouth and throat,
But I’m satiated.. For thirst, now means something else to me!
The parasitic fume gnaws on my stomach,
Inducing in me the hunger of the Demon!
My senses are transpired, transpired is the night..
Time is transpired too, I feel it become slower.. clumsier…. friendlier…
Aah! The whole world is transpired!
In the haziness of the smoke, I see the clear divide..
Between life and death, and between good and evil..
Between pleasure and pain, and between right and wrong..
Between turbulence and peace, and between divine and profanity..
“Where is it that you belong NOW, you little me?”,
The Devil laughs,
“And where is it that you belong THEN?”
I shrug and reach for the last one!