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Mar 2014
So you want to go higher
than your nicotine-induced rush,
get dreamier than your ethanol buzz,
speed faster than your ******* train,
eliminate the pain you find
deep in your heart
with chemicals
& compounds.

O indeed your brain
does pound, it screams
for a release.

So please pretty baby,
let me in,
open your door wide,
quit your hiding.

I can do all of those trippy things
and a whole lot more.
I can, I will
effect you organically,
magically,
completely,
with only myself,
a bowl full of ocean waves,
a six-pack of stars,
a sniff of green meadow
& maybe a kiss or two.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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