To the unbound
The ripple in still water enthralls me
Condemns me to the great oaisis of midnight -wahhhhhhhhhh-
The puddle formed a new tunnel, leading into the spiderwebbed ground, beneath me and around
Contemplation sinks in
want to walk into the puddle, that tunnel of undergrowth
Gazing at the infinite madness all spiraled up into
The great gig in the sky
These things question me
The naplam bursts of supernovas
bleeding into the indiglorious burnt gold aura of the fading moon
The sycosis is leaving me oh so soon

Spiderwebed lining reflecting this ripple in the still, stagnant puddle of dimensional choas
As in my fermented perpetual vision
my perception
The tunnel where a rabbit attached to streaking radioactive antenna ears
stretching to lead me to the abyss and into oblivion
Interprid Traveller
At Checkpoint Bravo
and into
Oblivion





~By the way, I was on mushrooms when i experienced this~

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