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