Trip through life and suck on sky

Posted: January 11, 2017 in poetry
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Trip through life and suck on sky

These concrete moments make me high

Sometimes I feel like I’m going to die

Someday I will tell you why

Bend the twilight into shape

While the heavenly harridan gapes

Things fall to pieces, shattering into dust

Crackling, crinkling deforming as entropy increases

While the bird in my brain tweets inane gibberish to cauterize my mind

And my limbs become robotic in under a flagrant moon

The moon that sucks on my wound

Stars that pinprick my eyes

I’m dying, I’m frying

I’m flying, I’m flying

Over vast swaying fields of marijuana

Stinky green crumbly buds with orange hairs

Everywhere

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