Kevin R 1d

Surrendering myself to a most omniscient and superior presence I do recall--
a bliss of serene emotion, nothing could befall

A wormhole of colorful fractals my eyes consume;
absent of all fear, my soul begins to bloom

A beautiful vessel of the innerverse I take;
a tour of the mind, humbly I wait

Indescribable realms I am apprised, conceptually unfathomable to the conscious mind;
Scenes of divine aesthetics flood my eyes, myself I begin to find

Intense elation-- equivalent to a lifetime of ejaculation I am granted as I come to;
Forever indebted to this ritual which has been deemed so taboo

This poem is inspired from a DMT trip :) it was an extremely powerful experience and it was one of he greatest moments of my existence

MELANIA TRUMP WONT HOLD MY HAND
I LOVE YOU MY DARLING ITS TRUE
WE ARE ON THIS IMPORTANT TRIP
I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND I DO


JUST KEEP YOUR MIND ON THE JOB DONALD
AND LEAVE MY HAND ALONE
JUST CONCENTRATE ON YOUR DUTIES
YOU CAN HOLD IT WHEN WE GET HOME


PLEASE DONALD YOU MUST MAKE A GREAT SPEECH
YOU MUST ALSO PRAY AT THE WALL
AS I SAID BEFORE DON'T HOLD MY HAND
JUST PLEASE FOLLOW THE BOUNCY BALL

PRESIDENT TRUMP JUST HAS HAD HIS FIRST OVERSEAS TRIP. MANY STORIES BECAME NEWS WORTHY. WHEN TWO PEOPLE HOLD HANDS ITS SO ROMANTIC.  NOT!!!!!!!!
James Court Apr 27

in my room
a sunday afternoon on the island of a burgundyacidparadise dream
the pinch and push of human faces, cartoons shrinking rainbow triangles
a glance to the drawer - melting, melting(is it a bear or an eagle?)
the music echoes in a head room full of autumn sun
clifford brown cutting the light and springing joy
books floating, books falling, books fluttering fractal butterflies
and the painting flows together and becomes one
lanterns shooting dragonfly dots above the piano
hot, hot, the fan exists and fades, roars (did i speak just now?)
chemical reaction inside a chemical reaction
trip along with the music let it guide
and shake it out when it goes dark
drip into the wall ripples (is there a storm? or is it the fan?
which direction is the door? and where is the incense blowing?)
take it fagen, take it becker
time out of mind indeed
handprint, faceprint, dust in a yellow tint
don’t want me to leave that’s fine by me
lie down and let it take me where it wants to go
lyin tyga in my head
push me down upon my bed
cancel out the need for time
and make my visions warm
sublime as a sunflower
a spiral leaf of hummingcomb
water, water, fizz, fizz
take me where the sunset is
(how did i get outside)no noise
getting calmer but just as beautiful
in my room

Chris Vans May 7

I drove to nowhere
This is where I found you

C old & cool
A iry & abuzz
N atural & noble
A ppetizing & appealing
D angerous & dandy
A muck & AWESOME

We went to Canada so, I thought I would make this fun acrostic to describe what is was like.
Ocean fires Apr 10

She ripped through his wall with so much gusto and colour he was breathless

Every minute with her had stars falling from the very eyes of the universe

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