one hit

i took a hit of acid a couple hours ago

my friends always bring me things.

when i ate it

i was thinking I would

go on some kind of spirit journey…

that I would look ahead into the mystic 

and call on the gods

to show me the

way forward

 

 

but as i sit here 

with the tv flickering distractions

in the black windows and mirrors

 

and no one answers…

 

I just feel more lost and alone

and as hollow and empty

as the space between the stars.

 

as the space between us.

 

 

the world brings us all the world kicking and screaming

coupled only with the universal understanding 

of this birth right

as the only anesthetic

you get.

 

Still somehow 

most of us keep pushing forward.

without the love we were told existed

 

dragging along our bed of broken promises

always to restless to sleep

 

while im up

I watch everybodys eyes

as they search in short desperate bursts

from one face to another

for the light in the rare set of eyes

that will miraculously

save them.

 

the best part

is every once in a while

someone finds a flicker of this light

in a face not unlike their own

and you can watch them become completely whole

in those moments.

 

never knowing it was always their own reflection.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i think about you more than i should…

and im not sorry.