graycen

Ahhh...Memories!
*smiling*
In honor of 420...A poem...



twitchy trip

spontaneous flight a trip of sorts around the bend but only ceiling high close my eyes pulsing to the music of my own body breathing takes on a new sound a new rhythm precognition of my body's submission to my own mind pain shudder pleasure convulse head lolling to & fro barely any control left panting, falling, spinning off into the atmosphere overload of senses brain being split apart with the ripping of neural fibers fuzz on the brain thickened pink tongue hand tremors twitchy twitchy twitch am i going to die? am i? am i? i am going to die....fade to black



..and yet another!
*laughing*
Who knew?




spark of blue

silver smoke

green in gold

Mmmmyeah

*inhale*

toke



tinkling laughter

*snort*

*snicker*

*chuckle*



lungs whip up

never ending air

filled with

aveolar song



pitch black

flinging yellow

zooming past red

stopping for green

here to there

nothing in between



suck face

button up

zip down

underwear



next time

what?

nothing...



anger runs amuck

don't wanna fuck?

too intense?

you're kidding right?



what?

nothing....



you only see

lines and squares

don't you want to see

what's around the next curve?



not hiding anymore

not holding back myself

stop acting like

a cold

wet fish

( fuck yeah! Sushi!)



what?

nothing....




{T.- If anyone will remember these 2 it would surely be you! Happy 420! *kiss*}