Afflictions and Perspectives
foisted upon her was the merry go round crystal chandelier
it stuck in her beautiful mind like a beacon of flaming desire
of clouds fried by a cuckoo with an indestructible socket
her eyes wide upon pupils dilated endorphins personified
life liberty pursuit of happiness revolutions and counter attacks
the circus crowd in her mind applauded her delirium in jest
behind a curtain of shadows she had collected magical spores
fungus in a magical forest and ingested her opulent harvest
mixed with belladonna and wild garlic she went on a journey
forgot her sorrows devastation and denigration for a short while
altered consciousness mushroomed as the kitchen went pink
orange condensation and the kind violet haze of happy travels
gone were the days of monosynaptic apathy and helplessness
‘waste not want’ your resources and she ingested another bite
engaged in a mouthwatering mix of promises and prophesies
Adam and Eve had apples and the snake showed true colours
and her shades of despair vanished in psychedelia and light
so many dots to connect and a jigsaw awaiting puzzles to solve
reality was a myth when nature offered a free ride towards pure bliss
‘when delusion becomes an illusion I am tied to searching for candour
she lit candles and sandalwood incense watched flames and ashes
caressed her cinnamon bark and disappeared in a fog of contempt
for all those doomsayers and hypocrites feasting on power and booze
the goody goody purveyors of dogma boredom and stifling norms
who needed normality when insanity led the way from crazy bedlam
the bed floated on invisible crutches and she cradled the velvety duvet
that had become a flying carpet propelled by dervishes satin and time
infinity cast its ephemeral essence as she seized moon night and day
a warden of rebellion turbocharged and on auto piloted dreams
a non conformist creating her own truth meaning gospel and insight
as she tore into the Buddha’s loin cloth and rotten figs became sweet
Jesus and Mary Magdalene made love under cover of unicorn wings
on songs and a prayer to relinquish a few beads strewn on the sheets
unveiled true love and compassion as they mocked crosses and skulls
drove forth on a Harley on highway 101 towering over the wasteland
she ground bones and sinews into a potion of never ending nirvana
lost track of here and then molded future and past into presents and
gifts from paradise unadulterated by demons and punishing gods
though she had to admit that she worshipped witches and clowns
and laughed at imaginary devils horny on self soothing prescriptions
temple tables turned on a spinning top defeating gravity and arrest
sprung upon her an altar mounted on springs recoiling from myrrh
and frankincense vapours blowing midnight oil on their imposters
perfumed in her own disinhibition she sprinkled a few more stars
into spaced out galaxies of intergalactic and borderless voyages
when she came down the world had become a different abode
she needed no park bench no food stamps and charity handouts
which had inflicted so much self worthlessness and pure indignation
she took comfort in enlightenment mixed with passionate emotions
conceded that the universe had never matched her own expectations
withdrawal was painful and her family friends foes and companions
wanted her certified and confined to a shiny nearby lunatic asylum
the addiction clinic loomed large on now charcoaled skewed sky lines
decreed that self lacerations deserved treatment and sacrificial offerings
but she wondered who were the crazy ones and eloped and vanished
‘I am on my own now call it loneliness solitude solace or freedom’
‘at least I am in charge and control an agent of choice in the matter’
she found a bed in the woods covered in weeds grasses and herbs
turned moss into rolling stones and escaped into her hierarchy of needs
when they found her wondered whether she should have cast the first rock
they injected and electro converted her anything short of a lobotomy
ironically administered psylocybin in their self righteous deceptions
turned her into cabbage with legal pharmaceutics and lawful regimes
chuckled and congratulated themselves because they had bailed her out
‘she created this by herself and we saved her from the menace of drugs’
05th August
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