Finally, I now know death
Albeit a resurrection
Eight red pills began the dissection
Of my finite ego.
Scions of a different kind gain momentum
Finding love's erosion
Corrupting my conscience
A trip was in order.
A dizzy Carnival,
The calliope muted
As decorated stallions dance
My recklessness reaches its peak
So what the hell?
A soothsayers sorry signal as
The venomous ***** gyrates,
My eyes bleed with regret.
As the chemicals persuasive grip subsides,
The trip done,
A schizophrenic clarity remains,
My heart empty
My essence renewed