Relax

At my temples, my mind starts to ache and starts to wander away from the sweet sights and sounds of reality. My heart starts pounding, like a headhunter's drum- and I see a cloth of RED fill mine very own eyes with ENVY! See nothing but red, I see my soul turn black (at that very hour,) the telephone rings, and snaps me back into reality. I answer, "Hello?" It was reality, knocking me back down on my knees; holding my gut. bleeding from my mouth, nose and eyes, I feel myself relax... I lay back with a weak and weary heart, I light a cigarette and smoke, clouded lungs, like a clouded mind of cluelessness and I take reality for what it really is, a joke. I laugh in amusement, like a simple child at a circus, and I relax and take every single last blow. 11-11-2013