Spacemen 3

Posted: October 7, 2014 in poetry
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Divine cannabinoid day-dreams
Of three chords recurring,
Hanging in the air like fruit bats,
Anticipating the pregnant moment.
Eyelids descending in a smoke filled room.
Vegetable contagion
Of esoteric periodicities,
Crashing over at deranged frequencies.
Stoned beyond reasonable conversation,
Inside the iterating drones,
Constructing crystalline towers of sound,
A transparent radiation of elegant melody,
From guitars distorted delicately,
Driving me into an esoteric trance.
And the album plays on-
Taking me to the other side.


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