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Apr 2017
DMT
"See you soon."
He says
Two set of knuckles
Leading me blind

I bellow it out
alike  
a forge,
out temple..

Pftffffffffffffffffffff

Coy,
Sunlight fades
as I begin
to steep
in the shade

Blackness,
like mist,
nearly pixelating
my daze

I'm blind,
I'm falling,
I've died,
Still,
same place

A tickle
of color
splashed trickle
in space

Playing
in front of
my eyes with
no face

This sprite
is electric
This Nymph holds
my gaze

To and fro
this vividity
does go
spinning and
swirling
Oh, what
a show

And then it
creates such
colossals
of glow

The colors
so vibrant,
with some I
don't know
This bright
neon orchestra
might be,..

Symphony.

Diamonds.

With eyes,
so alien,
akin flys,
I see

A figure,
no face,
pirouettes,
my treat

A sapphire balet,

next, a green man
whose stare
seldom left me
but (he) did sit, and
not stand

Entrapment
ensues, as I
couldn't choose
in-between, said,
sat man,
or falling
for blues
This one was harder for me to write, as I literally fail to fully encumber this experience in words.
Jack Savage
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Jack Savage  26/Wolf Bay
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