Pict Ur Poison

As I mentally drink of this hallucinogenic tea, known as IG, I lose my breath, and slowly sink into a sea of illusions, there is no dilution of the vile fragrance of this solution, and the air, my saving grace is even polluted, a mirage is not made up of kinetic things, that’s why in … Continue reading Pict Ur Poison

Klaustrophobia

I’m closed in, confined within my mind, simultaneously paraplegic, leg-locked, soothed by adult beverages, shifting my mood with melancholic shots, I savor the rancid flavor until my thoughts blocked,  but the edible relief doesn’t make me obnoxious, my toxic, boxed in environment got me boxed in , my depressions topical, it’s shifted my optical, perception … Continue reading Klaustrophobia