*Standing in this rain, getting soaked*
 *I sip the water trickling down my face*
*even this **spoiled** sweetness tastes so fine*
*quenching an unknown thirst*
*makes me high, disconnected from this **polluted** carnality*
*I slip away to that world of mine*
*where only love thrives in a beautiful serenity*

sourodeep-chakravarty

In the Wet World

green debris
all over tan seats 
tree debris 
my mom will get in and ask, 
“who’s been smoking ****

i’ll shake my head 
at my clumsiness 
**** you shaky hands
and a mind too busy

i’ve been waitin on a good high all day
too bad i spilled my almost rolled blunt