Fifth Letter In

Althought these poems aren't necessarily about drugs, I wrote them while on drugs at a party that kept inspiring me, so I put them in this section anyhow. Here's a peek into my night...


3:23 a.m.

Have to get it down
before it fails me
momentum from a monumentous occasion
occasionally guiding me
into clarity
a rarity of moment
in which everything is clear.

3:40 a.m.

A calamity of reality befalls me
as suddenly its clear to see

It's all in your head
as part of the living dead

you accept constraints on imagination
becuase we're told its better to be in formation

But when we look far enough away
from DNA

There is no difference.

4:19 a.m.

All this pure potential promises a hot pursuit of passions as persistance becomes habit  
blissfully unfolding life.

4:20 a.m.

Happy four twenty
to all the people
still up  
still craving lividity
still dancing
this tokes for you

4:23 a.m.

A suddeny curiosity  
of my animosity towards the man
across the room

thirty greasy lonely
making fun
of the house decor

why the fuck is he here?

4:47

Migrains meld with meditation
as the morning sunlight screeches through the window
winding my thoughts into theories
of light and dark
life and death
laughter and demons
thus defining this is a dawn
to a wonderful day

6:42

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