‘If I could Occupy my mind’

‘I went to smell the roses but they had cocaine on them

I went to step outside and a corporation offered me a cigarette

I thought to try drink water but knew I couldn’t drown on that

I saw my childhood room, my womb in the reflection of a dirty brownstone

I sat with Jesus under toadstools and ate ergot with early Philosophers

I loved my friends deeply, when our Movement Did Make Art

I gave them a dark black brew in the morning when all these things came to collect

But there was nothing greener than a plant that did no harm

With her I could just retire, to a lonely life with a heavy heart and heavy lungs

Yes all these escapes are nothing, now beyond the eyes of those once loved

I am toxic and hated, less I’ll be intoxicated’.