LSD Dreams
2003-09-25 @ 11:17 p.m.

Top hat masquerades
with cigarette lighters at hand
Lying with your fly unzipped
Regal Junkie down.
Regal Junkie down.
Calico capes
With calico stains
and calico pills in your running mouths
Mouths running out of breath
Running out of cigarettes
Chain-smoker madness
and 4 a.m. catcalls aimed at no one at all
when beer is scarce
and fake ID's rule our lives.

A time to hallucinate your friends.

So I run with the kings and queens
In my LSD dreams
and cocaine fantasies
And vodka self-esteems
to get a closer look at
A world or intoxicants
and those willing to take a risk
To risk it all
To risk a chance
A moment
A life
For one pleading moment
Of apathy
True apathy
Where nothing matters
and we lose all control of ourselves
When all we do is determined
By pills, and smoke, and liquor.
We're puppets on strings
...and I know I'd rather be nothing else.

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A moment of typing spontaneity.


Listening to: "20th Century Boy" by T. Rex

<<before - after>>

The Weather Underground - 2008-11-12
- - 2008-05-06
She knows I can read. - 2008-05-06
William Jacobson - 2008-05-02
Lost Boys - 2008-04-30

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