Higher (The Secret to the Way We Think)

“We are made of drugs, that’s why drugs work.“ – Dennis McKenna

Desire to get higher drives the very way we think:
Thrilled trills of sharp adrenaline,
Awesome calms of oxytocin hugs,
Throbbing ecstasies of sexual needs,
Enduring warmth of soft endorphins,
Yawning sighs of serotonin
Pulling our souls and bodies closer;
Obsession stretching into synaptic pathways
As we pretend who we are to fake things real,
Swimming in emotions as chemicals conceal
Ignoring the delusions of fear of rejection
We close our eyes and project a screen
Of ideal worlds full of everything
We crave behind the silver screen
Pleasant penetration
Allows potent concentration
To our purest primal lusts
And deepest raging fires;
Remnants of life’s first spark
Swelling and spinning and breathing,
Pulsing slowly into eternity.