stuck pig
injecting
in a tiny house
on a green island
raining
a jungle of
cable
internet a
septic
tank
I run a
maze
grow bananas
wait for delivery
departure
line up
for my plastic
sippy cup
eat
pancakes
stack
Bromantane
for breakfast
nootropics
family
replacement
new tropical
smoothie
maker
prime member
of the Amazon
got to stimulate
my work in the garden
see that
water feature
it’s a duck pond
no it’s
an empty kiddy pool
but on a tree
I’m over it
an antler bromeliad
hunting trophy
a certification
of my triumph
the plot
next to it
my head
in the mail
a miniature guillotine
to repatriate
my body
and tail
still moving

I was lying on my bed, deeply absorbed in the thoughts of my future. I was all clueless, no idea, no direction. I was angrily frustrated at the question, 'What next'? Because, I had no answer. I thought to grab some nootropics just to have some sips of a vivacious life. After taking them, I had 'my what next'. I held that thought. I strove very hard to achieve what I longed for. I got so elated and attributed my success to nootropics. I couldn't ever figure out that it was only a 'hope' which it granted me.
-Future Me-me, Me-me Future (I.A)

Nootropics brood
my mind a broth
my body, fire:
heating the soupy concoction.
Milky, opaque; yet watery clear
my coffee animates
my foundation.

what ever happened to food?

While trips can provide valuable insight
when I linger too long you'll find
these moments begin to slip
away as they are lost
to our reflection
in its pondering.

Sometimes we do remember too fondly.

Many hallucinogens we have taken
and now I must ask us to evaluate
and apply their great potential.

What is this psychic continuum
that we explored? Psychedelia,
Absurdia; delirium, dissociation.
Was it simply some neuromodulation?

More research should reveal much to us,
In time we will return
but for now we must move on.

The next area of evaluation
lies in human enhancement
of the cognitive kind.
We classify compounds
that can elicit such
effects as nootropics.
Their potential applications
fascinate me, as does the ethics
of academic doping.
Who doesn't enjoy a morning coffee?
I might prefer an evening cup of tea!