Through a vortex of spinning stars forming light circles- concentric tunnels rotating
A kaleidoscope evoking fallen feelings- a hall of mirrors reflecting a multiverse of images of beautiful aliens
Take me disappearing down the tube to nowhere- blatant and absorbed in self but maybe somehow cool
With no particular means of conveyance besides mind and passions remembered in jackhammer japes
With no dead density of delusions besides the naturally paranoid- each arcane moment replays then fades
Animus assails me as I blunder down life’s crooked path of unpredictability- random rivers of events ebb and flow
Hyper hijinks shatter depression and good companions ease the path towards the sunset of death
Hurricane love is a daydream that echoes through brain like ripples in a pond – opening out into flagrant blooms of neurotransmitters
Implicit conversations and traumatic tattling down octopus internet meme war bubbles
No sleep without dreaming almost believing never conceiving what might be afoot
No more Mogadon madness from depths of sleep
Feeling artificial like a plastic rose
Plumbing the interior and finding deadly dirt
Caressed by Abilify to chill the mood icicle cold
Catch enthusiasm from air like moths
Magnify good vibes
And to never wilt
Persist
