You're my LSD Nightmare
You, the truth, the light, the way
You're my LSD Nightmare
The man who made the blotter
Did not realize the gate he had opened
And when I went through it
I wondered where I had gone
You, my LSD Nightmare
I love you, I love you, I lived in you
I am your eyes and I see your face
You, beautiful life, I confide in you
I wandered towards you and I saw in your eyes
I saw the sadness of thousands of years
I saw the sorrow of all the lost children
I wished I could tell you, but you were forgotten
When I finally found you, we lost our listlessness
We tumbled through the circles of time,
And found it all back where I'd left you
I love you, I loved you, I lived in you
And when I return, I'll tell you what I saw

I received a gift from You
Said put it on your tongue
And let the buds bloom under it
More loudly they will hum
Just set it there in bitterness,
Collect the final rinds and wait
As lines that swirl in splendor now
Had at one time seemed straight.

A minute was an hour,
And an hour was a day
A day; another lifetime
I prayed not go away
Laughter rumbled floorboards
Love left broken bed boards
Lights that we would swarm towards
Restless, winged, creatures

Safe behind a window pane, we watched
The night sky coolly whisper, icy breaths
Which formed in fractals, spiny crystals  
And wrapped up in my old fur coat,
We scoffed upon the thought of which that
Anything so beautiful could pierce the beating Heart.
Just gazing out, We longed to pluck the sky of
Glowing diamonds, floating in a cape of silken royalty

But from below the light came creeping
Spite unwieldy, slinking to the ceiling, chaos
Minds quite far from sleeping, barely
Blinking where our bodies stiffly lay.
Exhaustion shuddered eyesight, as the
Pixelated daylight pierced, the dilated
Membranes of our souls screaming in pain.
The heat which kept on rising, swarmed around two bodies writhing,
Undermining was the timing of which walls could melt away.

Now we huddled in the corner where
The brightness could not reach us, so that
Oozing walls could not drip and release to us  
The flesh-eating elixir that on contact steams and sizzles
Away dreams before it fizzles away skin and sanity(s),
I looked to you, but no relief, these thoughts they weighed too heavily
Alone as panic smothered me, I might not make it safely, I said
“Look at what you’ve wasted, see, this place it has a face, and it is radiating red!”

I grabbed the nearest pen, to write
My Will upon the sill, you watched
Bewildered by the spill of thoughts
Now bleeding on the windows, walls
And mirrors- they too feared what
I had geared in ink that seared into
These cavern walls of which we washed away the years in.
Now looking for those marble stairs, with the hope to disappear..

Blind and ******, eyes they looked to you for hope
But felt the desperation float upon you, like
An invitation to unravel once and all.
Epiphany. The world you had created
Had been only weighted by
Your precious need for company.
And in that thought, you handed out the gift to me
No second plot, beyond that of companionship and misery.

Ruined, longing, needing wanting,
Leaf-like fairy decomposing
Watching lit up eyes stare loathing
At the guilt that was awakened.
Once a world pastel and fuzzy, buzzing
With A lovely light that bouncing, wildly
Let sight see beneath a veil of pleasantries.
Up you stood without a single glance behind
you crossed over the final line - from which the gift was given.

I walk the path alone. Though I am never without company. For the wind and trees sing lullabies; lulling me into a sleepwalk-stupor.
The rain caresses my face like a kind lover. Making everything seem...
But the way is dark and I regret to realise that I cannot see beyond the skeletal frames of those dark boughs. Oh how they whistle mercies unto me, my sweetly singing entourage of thornéd ghouls.
Come, oh stifling Death. You whose omnipresence disturbs my skin and forces it to crawl deeper into the shadows.
Leave me, oh pain. You who I alone have elected my captor. Do not bind me with your mordant roots. Roots nourishing my doubt and uncertainty, indeed utter disbelief in that supposed truth - salvation.
"God save me, guide my steps." I cry aloud this pathetic plea, and then wind answers me; that immaterial half, so quiet - whispers:
"There is no God where you are".

Dancing,
            prancing,
                        spinning around,
Concern and sanity are nowhere to be found,
Spilling into music,
a river of eggs,
sound is reforming inside my head,
There's a hole in my skull,
my brain's leaking out,
stuffing it back in but I can't get out,
Turning and burning,
a feverish fright,
earning and yearning,
to last through the night.

Expansion of mind,
Implosion of self,
My consciousness is fragmented,
Crystal shards laying on the floor,
Scattered about,
Lost in the wash,
A river flowing beneath the soul.

This liquid falling from the sky the taste is rather bitter.
Close your eyes and open your mouth, give in to me and my words. I will take you away forever to a place so enchanting you will never again think of life as you know it now. Allow me to sway your current views on life and love. Come and follow me to all the dark thoughts that wander in your brain in the dead of night.
Let us travel to that place which is nor life or death but somewhere in between. Let me teach your soul to find (n)everlasting peace.... face your heads to the sky, take me in. Become one with me and all around you- wash away your sins in the acid rain.

Not so gracefully
We swam nakedly
Underneath the light switch in your childhood bedroom
Just a touch or two
We look up at the blue from the swimming pool at
The stars in the skies
Inside your eyes I dive
So dead not so alive
I'll be for another year or two
I don't know that much about you

Swimming in the cold waters
I feel a shame that bothers
Me. I don't know what you see
But it's something I don't know about me
Painfully I cry
And curse the good things in life and try to find my inner desires
You hold me tight under the stars in the swimming pool
A place in time a peace of mind

So casually we cease to be
A bittersweet memory
Of a time I wanted more than I could be
And now we might have a sight clouded by the darkness of a night
The stars are the only light to guide us through our dreams
When we dream you're going to dream with me
Life is another place separated from our dream reality
And at night the stars shine again.

When conscious thought drips from a silver spoon,
And puddles on the floor,
The mind roams free and wanders loose,
To revel in mystery,
It sheds the weight of living flesh,
And dances on the sun,
The tablets of time spin slowly through space,
In a glimmering haze soft spun.

Terry and I climb a different hill today,
a narrow trail
weaving among wildflowers
where we search for an old water intake,
finding rusty pipe but no collection box.
Mountain plumbing is constant crisis
as storms re-engineer the landscape
while three hundred houses wait to wash.
Terry, you should know, operated
the water system for years and years
in our old hippie town.

Moving on,
we walk around the former reservoir
that collapsed in the winter of ’82.
Now that was a crisis.
I say I used to come to this hilltop
every day at sunset with my dog
to meet a woman and her dog.
Terry says thirty or forty years ago
he used to come to this hilltop
every solstice to drop acid with his buddies.
“When was the last time you took LSD?” I ask.
“Last week,” Terry says.

Terry, you should know, is seventy-two
with cardiac plumbing that has
weathered a few storms.
He says the trips are milder now, sweeter,
like spring-water from the little glen
on the hill above his cabin,
gurgles out slowly
but worth the wait,
at the end of that trail
only you and I know.

Acid, that's what you are;
you get me up so high
just to drop me far below.
maybe I just wanna fly?

you cause hallucinations,
not my imagination.
I, for one, thought that your love
was not an addiction.
and not a hallucination.

this addiction I wished
I never had anymore!
but the shadow of the day
blinds out all the sun's rays
why is I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel?

silly me, I always knew there was the light but I just never wanted to believe in it; because who cares? The high is worth the pain, right?