Slip of the tongue, Slide the bolt into place.
Bring your bare fingertips to the Smooth,
Orange surfaces of your sanctuary walls.
Matte finish.
Let the colors melt- Melting, dripping Into LSD infused music.
Let your bones jingle to the Crocodile Rock Whilst
stripping your skin And clothes off.
Let the colors drip into your left iris, right.
****, let them melt through your bloodstream as
Tears Rake the fridge for a beer or five.
You are held by only me and the sound
Of every smile, you've ever meant.
Dazed reflections, mirror gazing-
You are we and I am us: We are One, Not another.
Eyes grow heavy, days go by;
I never needed, never missed, never wanted
You.
Rose scented giggles, cuddling cool fur.
Soft, fluffed pillows. Warm, thick comforters.
The light blue dissolves and floats up from your eyes- Cloudy cool, wind-whipped, cream colored ceiling. Hazel eyes, lids closing, geometric veins flit past the shadows.
Then- Sleep.
A poem about self hate while on, you guessed it, illegal substances.
Not speaking from experience!
This was an old one made new, mine of course.