Puffing on….
Some chemical number,
And small spray of ammonia,
Discontinued pcp from the hospital bad dreams,
Running naked seizures,
Strange projectile vomiting on over dose,
Benzo clowns of coal,
David Nicole’s life’s work,
The university,
Rat brains with scanning computers,
All this came back to the bad weed,
Which wasn’t even cannabis really,
It was Jwh-18,
And the laboratory was warehouse,
the chemist with wild hair laughing,
he used David’s notes from the research paper
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Author:
Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 20th, 2022 13:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Drug culture and the mind
- Category: Spiritual
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There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of a spice binge. Love the rich horrible visuals.
Glad you liked it 🙂 thank David Nichols for his research- university funded
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