Mar 11
Magical smog & fumes
beckoned me inside
the boulevard of palaces
Ahh...psychedelic Organism.
Tremulously,
the chandelier falls on me.
I wake up & grab my bottle of whiskey
& Look around!
The scent of
high neuroticism
& low openness
stinks harder in the people.
Reality is repellent.
Dreams are seductive
even as I was dying.
beckoned me inside
the boulevard of palaces
Ahh...psychedelic Organism.
Tremulously,
the chandelier falls on me.
I wake up & grab my bottle of whiskey
& Look around!
The scent of
high neuroticism
& low openness
stinks harder in the people.
Reality is repellent.
Dreams are seductive
even as I was dying.
(17/M/Nepal)
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