In the dead of night
Tasting winter sun
No stopping
What has started
A chain reaction...
The psychonaughts
Educational trip has begun
Lock the doors
Batton down the hatch
The only way to ride
This wild stallion...
Is bareback
Infinite wisdom....
Or cataclysm?
Stairways both to
Heaven & Hell
In peripheral vision
Thrill seeking
Magical bike ride
Batch 25
Impending doom
Back in the room
Only 6 hours more
To survive
Distorted
Space time
Origins of religion
Catalyst
Of crimes
Shadows breath as
Rationality leaves
Must laugh
Or you'll cry
Derived from
Ergot
A fungus found
In the wild
No way to tame
Albert Hofmanns'
Problem Child
Pebbles on a beach
Shine so bright
After the retreat
Of the lysergic tide
What was dull before
Now brilliantly shone
In the warm afterglow...
Of winter sun
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Author:
Syd (
Offline) - Published: February 27th, 2018 11:46
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Comments2
Thank you tepo. I'm glad you like it
- Syd
The read takes you on a trip.
And like many trips taken, there’s
Some beautiful things along the ride.
Also , some scary S**t.
I loved it!
Lol yeah I agree. Some scary shit can happen. Sorry for the very late reply. Glad you enjoyed the poem.
- Syd
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