An Addicts Tale

Inhale such calmness

In search of the light,

Trapped by desire,

Surrender tonight.

Unsure of your focus

Free of torment,

False magic, pure bliss

Such a stale enlightenment.

Want becomes Urge

Urge to Desire

The fire feeds

As the flames rise higher.

Coals once red

Scold like a fiend,

Now lay motionless

Charred to your need.

Now open your mouth

To a poisonous taste,

Swallow hard;

Natures little game.

Stare in amazement

The dead come alive.

Bright kaleidoscopic colours

Laugh until you cry.

Once, twice,

Ten times you have played,

Tripping and falling

Colours soon fade.

Want becomes Urge

Urge to Desire,

There is more to this life,

Fly higher to inspire.

The Earth has left you spun.

Lies to yourself

Now chemicals on your tongue.

Music seems clear now

Molecular structures defined.

Vibes stream through your veins,

Flow through your spine.

Hallucinations,

Sensitivity,

Synchronicity,

A glimpse into the the matrix,

You find simplicity.

Dose another few hits

Until gravity is defied.

The more you breath in,

The deeper the data download.

Reality seems blind now

Radiate this glow,

They tell you it‘s toxic as

You pirouette the cosmic flow.

Want becomes Urge

Urge to desire,

Satisfaction weakens

Curiosity creeps in and conspires.

The need to dance

The night away,

Impulse to experiment

The thirst to play.

Swallow the pill

Embrace the swell of waves,

Bursts of serotonin

Released in the brain.

Mesh,

Mold,

Melt

With Tzolkin kin at your side,

Stimulated sensations

Of the nervous system;

Tantalize!

Grip,

Grope,

Grind

Into the depth of night

Uncontrollable manic vibrations

Of the jaw, palms and eyes.

Want becomes Urge

Urge to Desire

Paint a new picture,

Walk the fine wire.

White as snow;

As light as dust,

Inhale the powder

Sweet wanderlust.

The quick high,

The vast low

I’ll sit frozen

As you cook rocks on the stove.

Preoccupied I crush crystals

To cram up my nose.

You choose to go up,

I prefer a dissociative trance

Slow down the time-space continuum

Or speed up with the

Race of the rats.

I’ll sniff three gram lines in a row

Enough to take an elephant down,

I can still function better

Than all those around.

The pipe you inhale,

Exhaling the smell of burnt plastic

It makes me ill,

Turns me pale and spastic.

It’s all the same now,

We are both in too deep

A few decades flash by,

Slowed down, tired and weak.

Frigid and frail,

The tortoise verses

The snail.

Want becomes Urge

Urge to Desire,

Habits crave power

Demand fuel for the fire.

Take caution they say

Play with flame and get burnt.

Don’t let your inner blaze dim,

Do not abuse natures medicines.

Abide by what society has deemed right.

You’ll end up homeless like your friends

On this cold winter‘s night.

Or worse,

Like the many taken too young in our hearts

From the fentanyl crisis.

I hear the chatter from

Pretentious people who pretend they are wise,

Life is short, live free

Die young

Many others agree,

Get stoned

Have fun,

Aim for the sky like a rocket man,

Nurture the inner child,

We are all part of a greater plan.

Want becomes Urge

Urge to Desire,

Suffer in Silence

To avoid all the clatter.

We are all addicts,

We all crutch to a vice.

Pharmaceuticals run rampant,

People devour stimulants,

Opioids,

Caffeine,

Sugar highs,

Uncontrollable sex drives,

Alcohol,

Gambling,

Gaming,

Compulsive shopping and

Obesity.

Take a moment

Reflect find your esoteric peace.

Just one glimpse in the mirror;

Stop pointing fingers at me please.