Syd

Liberty Cap

Liberty caps liberate

like ink in water dissipates

psilocybin on my dinner plate

no turning back

 

A laxative to a blockage

bounty of an autumn woods forage

the oats to the fortified porridge

mushroom tea black

 

Crisp clean technicolors

the eight of seven wonders

strobe lightening without thunder

an almighty silent clap

 

Bright illuminessant neon gasses

ergot fungi on Albert Hoffman's grasses

embracing the horror until the doom passes

a sexy sensual sensory attack  

 

Comments1

  • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷😸

    Woah extraordinary amazing poem wow! I ESP admired how you rhymed in the forage porridge stanza. Oatmeal porridge is my breakfast. Kudos.

    Pls pleez do review /comment my newest poem too.

    • Syd

      Thank you.

      Glad you enjoyed this one.

      I will stop by your page.

      - Syd



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