Psychedelic Drug Trip

SITTING ON THE STEP

Sitting on the step, just my boyfriend and me
Waiting for euphoria and happiness to come, we giggled with glee

Slowly it circulated tingling my head, on a fast race down to my toes
When we started the trip, we didn’t worry and agreed, that anything and everything goes

Then our legs became weighless, we started tapping our feet without them rising
As we sat on the step, we couldn’t get up, which was quite surprising

First, I rolled my ankle, checking to see if it was real
And I was surprised that it was still attached to my leg, because I couldn’t even feel

He stood up, being ever so brave, and fell back down again quite fast
Proud that he could still stand, he said that he couldn’t wait to sit down again, at last

What a rush, he said, looking into my eyes
You looked like a ghost when I stood and tried to rise

Stop faking, I said, because you know we are real
Man this isn’t cool, he said, what is the deal

Now that we looked and still had our legs
What about a bike ride, he said and suddenly begs

Come on, we can’t, look, the tires are melting into a ball
Oh my God, they are, can we touch them, or will it fall

I don’t know, keep watching, you see what I see don’t you
Wow, man, I can’t believe this, I’m scared of that melting goo

It is squishy and wet, transparent and white
On the ground where the bike tires used to be, under what used to be a bike

How long should we sit here and watch things melt, I’m freakin’
Let’s go inside where it is dark, and no one is peeking

Unplanned paranoia set in along with some regret
Let’s never do this again, I’m scared, they agreed, into what did we get

The night was just getting started, and it was nothing they had prepped for
As the windowpane broke, spread, and destroyed these two people to their core

.:Puff & Proof:.


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pure puff & proof
bubble blower - eyes on
they all knew
her

100% pure when she blew
bits of spit & reconstituted soap suds
orchestrated by evergreen buds
her dreams; each eye could see ‘em all -
clean clear cut mirrors mapping memories
recollections floating upon each other

like:::air

she’s searching rainbows
locked away where the pain goes
not needing permission - she
she had puff & proof - pure
knowing when getting lucid enough - anything can get started
she knew that as clean & as clear as a bubble
one that floats or busts
after being
blown

up.
                                                     
                                                           photo: steff wood

all the flickering lights
seem to blind my eyes
gazing through the blurry stars
as im trying to
make my way home
so many cross roads
to choose from
mind follows footsteps
heart follows none
as i try to make my way home
i want to be at home
right now!
I want to look  in to the mirror
and feel satisfied
with turned off lights
then i think to myself
to find peace
to find peace to feel safe
to feel safe to die with no fear
after all what matters is
where i spent the night
did i manage to survive
weather you got home safe?
not a question to ask
weather we will ever meet
again in this lifetime
i remember your face tonight
tomorrow i'll remember another
you'll say you know me now
another would say
I know him better than you
yet the doubt is there
what does makes more sense
or otherwise
thought to myself
or did i hear someone say?
or was it my imaginary friend?-fuck that
you should take your turn
to the left from here?
did i say no? or did i just not care?
i stopped for a moment and
looked in to the sky
and i thought to my self
how desperate i am
to see a moon in the sky
surrounded by stars
yet i knew
how i fancy a star
above the moon moon that shines
an obscure star
in bluish gray sky
placed in an unnoticed corner of the sky
that shines more than the moon
if you look close in to it
nobody cares
even if you shine
since the moon is there
to bring light to their night
you are a star
the star stole my attention
to make me feel sober
to bring me the misery
a star like no other
one out of the zillions
yet so obscure
trapped in a coner
of dark grey sky
a star that doesn't shine
to the eyes of others
a star that lies within
an unnoticed corner
of gracefull purple spot
of your own
by your own
I enjoyed your death
as you weep
while sun conquers the moon
while dawn conqers dusk
to bring you death
to bring me joy

I went on a trip...

And I think I saw you,
Or maybe it was a memory of you,
it was somewhere in between the neon colored haze, and
the last left turn but definitely after the oddly colored
rainbow dust
That made me so happy I had to
cough and vomit confetti streamers
it was the place where nothings looking normal now
and the double visions
not all the way clear
just clear enough to trick yourself
But I saw you I swear I did
You weren't quite you
Thats not a problem though
I always liked the idea of you better
than the way you felt in my arms
But you were yourself enough to ask about
the blood red of my eyes and
the jilt in my step
I realized I was shaking,
like a child
You told me not to worry
I told you not to be sorry
Then I screamed  
like there was a monster under my bed
or in my closest
But there was only you the one in my head
the tip of your nose against mine,
Your breath fluttering on my lips
and then we were so close.
So close I could feel your sweat running down
my face and your pulse thumping inside my wrist
and suddenly I forgot that being you and loving you
are two different things
 

Thanks spiralillusions and Maisiecrazy!

Aliens Or Conspiracy ???

We Were On A Tennis Court,,,Behind A Friends House,,,
And When It Kicked In We Realized,,,We Were Trapped Like A Mouse,,,
And Unable To Find The Door,,,And Being Completely Fried,,,
We Climbed The Twenty Foot Fence,,,To Escape To The Other Side,,,

There Was A Picture Of Three Horses,,,Hanging On The Wall,,,
And While I Was'nt Looking At Them,,,They Would Make Faces At Me,,,
And I Was Laughing So Hard I Had To Go Outside,,,I Could'nt Breathe,,,
Out In The Front Yard,,,I Was Confronted By A Talking Cedar Tree,,,
Everything He Said,,,Made Perfect Sense,,,But Was He Talking To Me???

I Walked Around The House To See If Anyone Else Was There,,,Besides Me,,,
And When I Got Back To The Front Yard,,,They Had Replaced Him With A Tree,,,
Why Would somebody Replace A Talking Tree,,,With One That Could'nt Talk At All,,,
And Without Doing Any Damage To The Front Yard,,,It Made No Sense To Me,,,
So I Went Back Inside,,, And Began To Drink Beer And Alcohol...

The Next Day When I Awoke,,,Everything Was Back To The Same,,,
The Doors Were Back On The Tennis Court,,,Or Were They Ever Really Gone???
The Horses On The Wall,,,No Longer Moved Or Made Faces At All,,,
And The Tree Out In The Front Yard,,,Would No Longer Answer Me,,,
Was This Some Kind Of A Conspiracy???
Or Was It Aliens Playing Tricks On Me ???
Or Did I Somehow Slip Into An Alternative Universe,,,What Could It Be ????